I was reflecting on Matthew 16:15 as a part of my personal worship a few days ago.
This is the moment where Jesus asks his disciples who they really think he is. They tossed around the latest news – some people thought Jesus was John the Baptist back from the dead. Others thought that perhaps he was the return of Elijah the prophet, or someone else like that. But then he turned the question toward them. “And who do you say I am?” Peter’s response was the moment that the church began. If you don’t know what he said, and how Jesus responded, I’ll let you check it out on your own.
As I was reflecting on this in my journal, I asked the question of myself. ”Who do I think Jesus is?” I started writing. Not “the right answers” necessarily. Not my theology, necessarily – although this question is implicitly theological. I just began writing what I truly and deeply believe about Jesus. I expected to write a couple of sentences, but I spent the rest of my time writing. Then I turned to prayer, praying through the things I had written, speaking out loud to God the things that I knew I really did believe in my heart about Jesus.