THE STORY OF JESUS: Luke 20:1-8
“Neither will I tell you by what authority I am doing these things.” (Luke 20:8)
Why doesn’t Jesus answer their question, why is He evasive?
His response reveals something about God for us as well.
Jesus senses that they are not seeking wisdom or genuine understanding.
They are on the attack, and want to trap Him in His words.
Jesus turns their game against them, and traps them in their own words.
He does not answer them, because they do not truly want His answer.
I wonder whether we experience the same with God?
How often are our requests or concerns complaints or attacks in disguise?
Are we really seeking wisdom, or are we only concerned about our own selves?
As Jesus followers we look to Him for wisdom and understanding.
But even if He does not answer our questions, we still hang on.
We’re not looking to justify or serve ourselves, nor interrogating or attacking Jesus.
We come to Jesus with sincere, desperate faith and hope and love — we trust Him.
Do you trust Him with your questions, even if He doesn’t answer them?
What do you sense the Lord saying to you?
PRAYER
Lord, I have many questions. I will trust You to answer if, when and how You want to. Remind me that I am not Your interrogator, but You are mine!
Once again th religious leaders were doing their thing – trying to trap Jesus. Once again the tables were turned by Jesus’ response.
Where do I place my trust?
In myself?
In others?
I need to place my trust in Christ alone.
He is the answer.
He is Emmanuel – with me – all the way.
I need to place my hand into His for His guidance
and
when I do that – that’s comfort.
All the way my Savior leads me,
What have I to ask beside?
Can I doubt His tender mercy,
Who through life has been my Guide?
Heav’nly peace, divinest comfort,
Here by faith in Him to dwell!
For I know, whate’er befall me,
Jesus doeth all things well;
For I know, whate’er befall me,
Jesus doeth all things well.
All the way my Savior leads me,
Cheers each winding path I tread,
Gives me grace for every trial,
Feeds me with the living Bread.
Though my weary steps may falter
And my soul athirst may be,
Gushing from the Rock before me,
Lo! A spring of joy I see;
Gushing from the Rock before me,
Lo! A spring of joy I see.
All the way my Savior leads me,
Oh, the fullness of His love!
Perfect rest to me is promised
In my Father’s house above.
When my spirit, clothed immortal,
Wings its flight to realms of day
This my song through endless ages:
Jesus led me all the way;
This my song through endless ages:
Jesus led me all the way.