"I'm not going to pray about it," said my Sunday school classmate, "because I wouldn't want to pester God. It's not that important." It was maybe third or fourth grade Sunday school, and we were sharing the small and large concerns that afflict elementary-school children: the stresses of grades and popularity, worries about pets and parents and siblings. I don't remember what it was that my classmate had decided not to pray about, but I do remember those words: "I wouldn't want to pester God."
Read full transcript...In so many ways, it was the unlikeliest meeting. Nathanael didn't even want to meet the guy. He was just doing it as a favor to his friend. I mean, honestly? The one of whom the prophets spoke? Some self-appointed teacher from that back woods little town of Nazareth?
It turned out, though, that this guy, Jesus, at least had a sense of humor. He quipped right back-- Glad to meet you, Nathanael . . . an Israelite without deceit.
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