I used to be a learned professor. Now I’m a learner. When I was learned, life was a quiz show. Now that I’m a learner, life is a discovery channel.
When I was learned, it was a question of how much I knew. Now that I’m a learner, it’s a question of how much I’m being stretched.
When I was learned, knowledge was everything. Now that I’m a learner, kindness is everything.
When I was learned, knowledge went to my head. Now that I’m a learner, knowledge travels the longest foot in the universe–-the foot that separates my head from my heart.
When I was learned, I used to point my finger and pontificate. Now that I’m a learner, I slap my forehead all the time
When I was learned, I used to think I was the best. Now that I’m a learner, I do the best I can.
When I was learned, I was frightened of new ideas. Now that I’m a learner, I’m just as frightened of old ideas.
When I was learned, I looked to the past: to have confirmed the set of beliefs I already had. Now that I’m a learner, I look to the future: to grow, be stretched, and remain open to what I don’t know.
When I was learned, I knew where I was going. Now that I’m a learner, I don’t know where I’m going—-but I know whom I’ve going with.
When I was learned, I loved to talk. Now that I’m a learner, I’d prefer to listen, because that’s when I’m learning.
When I was learned, I had something to teach everybody. Now that I’m a learner, everybody has something to teach me.
When I was learned, I was impatient with dumb people. Now that I’m a learner, I’m grateful when people are patient enough to dumb down to me and care enough to smarten me up.
When I was learned, I thought that all knowledge was a form of power. Now that I’m a learner, I suspect much knowledge is a form of weakness.
When I was learned, life was knowledge about God. Now that I’m a learner, life is knowledge of God.
When I was learned, I knew where my nose was headed. Now that I’m a learner, I go where my nose leads me.
When I was learned, mission meant “go to give.” Now that I’m learned, mission work is becoming pilgrimage: mission means “go to learn.”
When I was learned, my life revolved around what other people thought about me. Now that I’m a learner, my life revolves around what I think about myself and what God thinks about me.
When I was learned, from the high ground of hindsight I instructed the past on where it went wrong. Now that I’m a learner, the past instructs me about how I can right the future.
When I was learned, the power and mystery were in the big words. Now that I’m a learner, the power and mystery are in the small, simple words.
When I was learned, I thought that the educational system was so much better than the market, the other main channel for the mediation of cultural capital. Now that I’m a learner, I realize just how closed and controlling the knowledge industry can be.
When I was learned, I deemed the great threats those made dangerous by strength. Now that I’m a learner, I deem the great threats those made dangerous by weakness.
When I was learned, I loved to fill out questionnaires. Now that I’m a learner, questionnaires are an exercise in saying “I Dunno” since I keep checking the “don’t know” box. (“Don’t know” doesn’t mean “don’t care”)
When I was learned, I imagined myself the church’s resident “know-it-all.” Now that I’m a learner, I’m more willing to admit I don’t know everything.
What I was learned, I was always trying to speed things up. Now that I’m a learner, I’m always trying to slow things down, even when I’m speeding up.
When I was learned, I bragged about how our knowledge is an ever deepening ocean. Now that I’m a learner, I shudder at how our wisdom is an ever-shrinking drop.
When I was learned, I said, “Take it from me.” Now that I’m a learner, I say, “Don’t take it from me.” I boast no immaculate perceptions. I see through a glass dimly.
I’m still an academic. As a theologian, I have my little bottle of Windex and am cleaning that glass for all it’s worth. I’m trying to get rid of as much fog and film as I can. But the best I will ever to is to “know in part.” I will never “know it all.” God’s ways are not our ways (Isaiah 55:8)
, and God’s thoughts not our thoughts.
There are still some know-it-alls out there. Some people are like Moses. They think they can see the face of God . . . and live.
The best we can do is hear God’s voice, and in rare moments of mystical and metaphorical ecstasy, gently touch his face.
Leonard Sweet
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