The scribes and Pharisees brought a woman who had been caught in adultery, and placing her in the midst, they said to Him, “Teacher, this woman has been caught in the act of adultery. Now in the law Moses commanded us to stone such women. What do you say?” They said this to test Him so that they might have some charge to bring against Him. John 8:3-6
Questions were asked of Jesus for many reasons. Some were curious, wanting to be enlightened, adding to their intellectual prowess. Some were seeking, drawn toward the Light because they had tasted the torment of the darkness. Some were testing, wanting to discredit Jesus by trapping Him between, what they thought might be, only two possible answers. Either of those answers would implicate Him. Truth was never trapped however. Knowing the hearts of men, He answered outside the box in the genius of deity.

If Jesus said that the woman should be stoned, His message of grace and forgiveness would be compromised. If He let her go free, He would violate the law of Moses. What a bind He was in. If I had been in the crowd, I would have been holding my breath. Learning from Him, I add to my repertoire of people skills.
1. Not every question or comment needs to be answered, even though posed.
2. Some are driven by personal agendas to ask inappropriate questions. By answering, it feeds their boldness.
3. Questions can be wonderful things if the one asking is truly seeking and there is no ulterior motive.
4. Questions can be dangerous if the intent is entrapment.
Oftentimes, my own body language will tell me what I need to know about the one asking the question. For instance, I could be asked the same question by two different people. One would feel safe and I’d love answering it. The other would feel invasive and I would scramble to know what to do with it. Listening to my gut, which is where the Spirit often moves and speaks in a believer, is important. I must be like Jesus and never answer on the fly. He was constantly listening to His Father; discerning, unrushed, willing for others to bear the uncomfortable silences if necessary. He was not manipulated by the schemes of men, nor should I be. Though tongues can often set a trap, I dwell in a spacious place with a God who rescues me, moment by moment, because He delights in me. (Ps.18:19)
If ever I needed to know Your mind, it’s in this area, Lord. I want to think like You, discern like You. Give me the courage to speak the truth, sit on the truth until it’s an appropriate time, or fall silent. Clothe me the surpassing power You promise each of Your children. Amen
I used to think it a bit simplistic but now, many years later, simple is right. Are there more reactions to Jesus than this? Perhaps not.
Two sins were being committed.
When I cry out in my need and see Jesus come through with a miracle so personal and powerful that I declare His glory from the rooftops, I can be lulled into entitlement. I believe He will do that every time. It never occurs to me that the next time, He might answer in a different way. I forget that I am also called to suffer as He did in order to show a world, who also suffers, that God’s presence is the greater miracle. His love and grace sustain no matter how many, or how few, signs and wonders I may see in my lifetime. The real miracle is my new birth, my awaiting destiny, and a relationship with a God who knows my name and draws near to me no matter what.
I think of many sumptuous spiritual meals I have consumed over the years. Many of the moments have been personal, probably most of them. But some have been corporate. A good number of them happened while standing in worship at Desiring God conferences in Minneapolis. The teaching had been superb and then we worshiped. When I remember those moments, I long for them again. Since Jesus promised that we would feel full after hungering after righteousness, I was very aware that I felt full at the end of the conference. To be full is to have had so much poured into your spirit that you don’t even know where to start to talk about it. Some of it could be put into words but much of it went to a place inside where God moves freely, and deeply, but where there is no definition to any part of it yet. You just know you were changed. The leaves of sanctification are swirling up into the air but haven’t landed yet to make a form.
One can prove almost anything with a bible verse if it is isolated it from its context and from the total revelation of God’s Word. Cults are formed on partial, misrepresented scriptures. Picking and choosing verses at whim and calling them ‘words from God’ is not living by faith. That’s not to say that God doesn’t, out of the clear blue, give us a verse. He does. But if this comprises my way of life to form my spiritual compass, I need to be careful.