Children ask questions almost nonstop. Many of those questions are a single word: “Why?” As a parent, or even a grandparent, the ability to answer becomes pretty rote often degenerating into “Because.” at some point just from sheer volume.
Jesus also asked those around Him a lot of questions. Although I didn’t actually count the number of questions recorded in the Bible myself, I did ask a search engine. The answer is more than 300, which is a safe answer given translations and the high likelihood that not everything Jesus said is recorded.
Generally, I don’t think much about how I would answer Jesus’ questions. Probably because I’ve never really been challenged to do so for most of them. But also because I haven’t seen myself as the one being asked.
For me, it’s pretty easy to answer the question He asks in three of the four Gospels: “Who do you say I am?”. That’s a factual question at least for me.
But it’s tougher when I put myself in the place of, say, the blind beggar Bartimaeus: “What do you want Me to do for you?”. Can I imagine myself standing in front of Jesus, and being asked this question?
Yes, I have this opportunity every day through prayer so I can skate glibly along with rather poorly thought out answers. But what if I was literally standing before Him just as Bartimaeus was? What is the one thing, the primary desire of my heart?
And how do I believe He will answer?
Just Sayin' 