But if any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask of God, who gives to all generously and without reproach, and it will be given to him.  James 1:5

“Tell me the story again, Mommy!”  Our children love to hear their favorite stories retold.  Do we hold it against them?  Never.  We know there is something in them that benefits from the re-telling. When they’re older, we might hear this.  “I don’t understand what you’re saying.  Can you explain it to me again?”  Are we impatient even in this?  Never.  We know that, for whatever reason, our instruction hasn’t found a solid place to land.

We were created in the image of God.  Our sterling parenting qualities, inherent because we are God’s image bearers, are a mere shadow of what He is like.  He is infinitely more patient than we are and loves to instruct.  He is overjoyed because we cared enough to ask for wisdom.  He will never belittle.  He will never embarrass us for having posed the question.  Whereas some earthly teachers love to lord their knowledge over their students, God is secure.  The feeble minded are in safe hands.

God is humble.  He proved it in the person of Jesus who became a servant, a tutor/rabbi of men.  He prayed for disciples who would love Him enough to sit at His feet and learn from Him.  In that vulnerable position, they would never be shamed.  They would only know the exhilaration of learning truth in the context of a pure relationship.

For all who are inquisitive, for all spiritual explorers, the universe is vast.  The mysteries of the kingdom are unlocked by the ones who come into the kingdom with the curious and humble heart of a child.

So many situations are layered and complex.  “Teach me, Rabbi.”  Amen