Questions Don’t Always Lead to Answers

It’s funny.

The more questions I ask, the less I know. The more questions I ask, the fewer answers I have.

Amazingly, asking questions doesn’t always lead to answers. In fact, when it comes to asking these kind of questions, I’d say that asking questions rarely leads to answers. Or maybe I’m getting answers and they aren’t the answers I’m expecting. Maybe I asked God for salvation from up high and he sent me a boat. “Cool. A boat. But I’m waiting for God.” Whoops.

You know what? I’m cool with it. I’m cool with not getting answers. I’m cool with realizing that I’m not as smart as I once thought I was. I’m really cool with the idea that I don’t have my crap together. And amazingly, I’m cool that many of my questions may never be answered.

To me, it’s proof that there is a God.

Think about it. If WE are all that there is, then there is nothing that is beyond us. There is nothing - no question, no theory, no query - that will go unanswered. Eventually, given enough time, all will be answered. But if there IS something bigger than us, then it is likely - no, NECESSARY - that many of my questions will not be answered. Why? Because He is so much more than I am, that the answer will never fit in this tiny brain of mine. The answer will be bigger and more vast than the earth that dwarfs me, or the galaxy that swallows the earth, or the universe that makes nothing of us all.

And yet, I know that there is an answer. It’s a balance of sorts. Every question has some answer, whether we understand the answer or not. Every query returns a result, whether it’s pleasing, puzzling or revolting. The formation of science is derived to find the answers, as if there is a finite list. Science aims to sum everything into convenient laws, that start as theories, which is a fancy word for questions. And still, after all these years, science still can’t explain it all. In fact, some scientists have created a science that basically says that for many things, the only explanation is that there is NO explanation. Brilliant guys they are.

So, the more I ask questions, the more I realize there is a God. The more I ask questions, the more I grow comfortable with not knowing it all.

It’s good. Very good. It’s good that questions don’t always lead to answers.

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