What was it like to sit at the feet of an actual physical Jesus? How did he teach? Here is a poem I acquired several years ago, titled "The Teacher."
He never taught a lesson in a classroom. He had no tools to work with; such as blackboards, maps or charts. He used no subject outlines, no records, gave no grades and his only text was ancient and well-worn. His students were the poor, the lame, the deaf, the blind, the outcasts and his method was the same with all who came to hear and learn. He opened eyes with faith. He opened ears with simple truth. He opened hearts with love, a love born of forgiveness. A gentle man, a humble man; he asked and won no honors, no gold awards of tribute to his expertise or wisdom. Yet this quiet teacher from the hills of Galilee has fed the needs, fulfill the hopes and changed the lives of many millions. For what he taught brought heaven to earth and revealed God's heart to mankind.