Seems like the longer I’m a Christian the more questions I have. Books and articles say “the more we know God, the more questions we have because there is no end to God.”
I’m ok with that.
So I ask a lot of questions. Questions about a Bible character, or a confusing verse, or how God feels about issues – the topics go on forever.
Recently a couple of people have told me that I ask a lot of questions, as if that is a bad thing.
Today I realized, nobody ever asks me questions. I’m the one doing the asking.
Am I the only one who doesn’t understand things?
I don’t understand how, if Jesus is the centre of everyday life, why nobody questions – anything.
I guess everything is ok with everyone. Everyone is happy where they are. No questions.
One of the best books I’ve read is “Velvet Elvis” by Rob Bell. (I can’t find my copy so I’ll have to give you a bad paraphrase.) The main idea I took away was that “we should be discussing, wrestling for answers and stretching our faith by digging for more”.
That describes me totally. After reading “Velvet Elvis” I felt like I wasn’t so far off base.
Am I hanging out with the wrong people or am I a goon for asking so many questions?
Leave a comment and yell at me.
My wife always hates that I answer questions with more questions. Questions are awesome, never stop asking them.
ReplyDeleteI suppose people are afraid to ask questions. Perhaps they think they'll look like an idiot or something.
ReplyDeleteI personally have a problem with people who believe everything they hear or read; never questioning anything. Yeah, questions are definitely good.
Two of you? Good. I'm not a total freak!
ReplyDeleteWell, actually... We didn't say that!
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Hmm. When I was young, and not too bright,I found that my faith and my church provided the answers I needed. In fact we brought the light to the rest of the world. Now that I am old, and and even dimmer, I completely understand where you are coming from. I am fractured and shaken and thinking this can't be what God wants for me. Yeah, yeah, I can already hear hundreds of elders assuringly stating that God works best with the broken... well I know they mean well. I don't blame God, far from it, at least I think don't. I'll continue on because there is no better choice, no other name...
ReplyDeleteI like Alice.