Sunday, February 11, 2018

Not having all the answers...

After six days Jesus took Peter, James and John with him and led them up a high mountain, where they were all alone. There he was transfigured before them. His clothes became dazzling white, whiter than anyone in the world could bleach them. And there appeared before them Elijah and Moses, who were talking with Jesus.
Peter said to Jesus, “Rabbi, it is good for us to be here. Let us put up three shelters—one for you, one for Moses and one for Elijah.” (He did not know what to say, they were so frightened.)
Then a cloud appeared and covered them, and a voice came from the cloud: “This is my Son, whom I love. Listen to him!”
Suddenly, when they looked around, they no longer saw anyone with them except Jesus.
As they were coming down the mountain, Jesus gave them orders not to tell anyone what they had seen until the Son of Man had risen from the dead. 10 They kept the matter to themselves, discussing what “rising from the dead” meant.
Peter thought He had it all figured out. There they were, on the mountain with Moses, Elijah, and Jesus.  Good things (and bad?) always come in threes, right? Peter thought Jesus ranked right up there with Moses and the prophets and was worthy of equal recognition.  God thought otherwise.  In His presence, all others vanish, paling in comparison.  That left them speechless enough to actually listen to Jesus as God had instructed.  He was talking about "rising from the dead." They had no idea what that meant!  But that was okay. They had just learned that they don't know everything, and don't need to know everything - not just yet.  May we learn that lesson well: as much of God's word and will as we may know and as many of God's people, past and present, as we may know - we don't know it all. And we don't have all the answers. And that's okay. We need to just keep asking, keep listening, keep trusting, keep following Jesus, and we'll be okay. 

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