“Now Jesus was praying in a certain place, and when he finished, one of his disciples said to him, 'Lord, teach us to pray.'” - Luke 11:1
I have been a follower of Jesus Christ for 20 years now. 20 years spent in prayer. 20 years of preaching, leading, serving, loving. In that 20 years I gave myself to rigorous study, giving myself to meditate and dig into God’s holy word. As a pastor, I have read tomes on church planting, church growth, leadership, inner city ministry, and every facet of “doing” church.
There are days I think I actually know stuff. But then I read this passage in Luke. I see these grown men, leaders of their families, men who had been the spiritual leaders of their families for years. And these men come to Jesus and ask him, “teach us to pray.” Teach us. Meaning they knew that they didn’t know.
20 years in, and I am still a student. I still come to the feet of Jesus and listen. This week, I am at a conference for church planters. And I come wanting here wanting to learn. Knowing that there are many who have much to teach me. I am once again sitting and listening.
I think the day we stop learning, is the day we stop growing. I hope to one day be a wise old man who knows he is beloved fool. I’d like that very much.