When We Question God

We all have our questions. We ask them of parents and teachers. We put them to experts and professionals in various fields. We debate them with friends and mull over them in quiet moments alone.

Our most agonizing queries, though, are reserved for Someone else. We sense instinctively that not even the wisest of our fellow humans can answer them. They are the big questions, the loaded ones:

“Why was I born?”

“Why do wicked people seem to prosper?”

“What happens after I die?”

They are the questions our history forces on us, life-and-death issues that scream for an answer. We have nowhere else to go, no one else to turn to. We raise them with God.