Yesterday I was talking to one of my professors and he told me a cool story about FF Bruce. Here is the story as best I can remember it.
Bruce was one of the premier scholars of New Testament Theology of the last century, he died in 1990. Every once in a while after his phd. students would ask him a question he would tell them to ask him again next week and he'd have an answer for him. Most students thought he wanted the time to go to the library and research the question or possibly to have time to ask other phd's. Though nobody really new why he occasionally waited a week to give answers to their questions.
At his funeral the answer came out. FF Bruce would go and find the janitor from the church he attended. He thought the janitor was one of the most Christ like men he had ever met. He would go up to the janitor and tell him that his students asked him another question and he wanted to know what he thought. He would listen to the janitor and take that answer back to his students the next week.
Beautiful story to me. I think I see a glimpse of the Kingdom in it.
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