Now it was his turn. The voice belonged to a guy who must have been kinda of a medium big shot. His eyes were intelligent and penetrating but he did not have any new or nice clothes. He looked him right in the eye and asked “What he knew of Jesus”. He answered that Jesus was the Son of God, born in the meridian of time to Joseph and Mary to redeem the world. The guy said “Yes, but tell me what you know of Jesus”. He told him that Jesus selected the disciples to carry on after him, that he was crucified because of the wickedness of men, and that because he died on the cross all mankind would be resurrected. The guy said “Yes, but tell me what YOU know of Jesus”, he seemed a little sad. He told him that Jesus was an important person in his day, that he was a great teacher who taught great truths to the people. That it was wrong to steal and run around. That it was important to smite those who did not behave properly. After being sent out of the interview room he found that he could still hear the interview in his chair next to the door.

He heard the question “Tell me what you know of Jesus”. The soft spoken gentleman talked a little about the Good news and how it gave instructions to those who studied it, and how the depth of understanding always increased as you continued to study. How we would be forgiven as we forgave others. Of the importance of visiting church and paying tithing. The question came again, “Tell me what you know of Jesus”. The man spoke of the example of the Savior in his life upon the earth. Spoke of the importance of prudent living and how prayer often pointed the path. Of making the home a haven from the world where the weak might begin to grow strong. Of staying out of debt. Of visiting the sick and the afflicted. Of sharing with his neighbor and helping him to help himself. Of the concept of serving his Lord by serving his fellow man. Once again came the question “Tell me what YOU know of Jesus”. He heard a little shocked cry from the man after him. He heard him stumble to his knees. He heard in an amazed voice. “My Lord, My Savior and Redeemer, My advocate with the Father. I thank thee for this chance to meet you” “How did you know I would recognize thee ?” “My sheep hear my voice, and in hearing me hear also the Father.” “Come ye meek and lowly of heart, enter in to your rest, and enter in to our work, that many may join us”.

I am sure I heard some version of this story somewhere. It is one I cannot do justice to. I would be honored if you and the others you work with would shine it up and make it presentable. The intent is that only those with enough of a desire to actually study would recognize him, but that the grace offered unto us would help us to recognize him also if our desire to follow him had borne fruit. It would be his Grace and not our poor efforts, but that our weak efforts will bear rich blessings in the bounty of his Grace. If you all can aid me in this I would much appreciate it. Thank you.