If you’ve ever been cornered by a two or three-year-old, you
know exactly how it goes—an avalanche of questions.
“Why is the sky blue?”
“What’s inside my bellybutton?”
“Can I have cake for breakfast?”
First, it’s adorable. By the 57th “Why?” You’re eyeing the
nearest exit.
Now imagine how many questions God fields from us every day.
“Why, God?”
“When will it happen?”
“How can I make this work?”
“Where are You?”
And yet, like the patient and loving Father He is, God
listens. He doesn’t roll His eyes or sneak off to the pantry for a moment of
quiet. Even when His answers don’t come wrapped in the timelines we prefer, He
stays close, reminding us He’s got this.
But let’s not forget—God asks questions too. Not because
He’s stumped or needs more information, but because His questions lead us
somewhere deeper. They invite us to reflect, repent, and realign.
Remember Adam? After that little incident with the forbidden
fruit, God asked, “Where are you?” (Genesis 3:9). God already knew Adam’s GPS
coordinates, but He wanted Adam to consider where his heart had wandered.
Jesus continued this pattern, cutting straight to the core
with His questions:
“Do you believe?” (Matthew 21:22). When people came for healing, Jesus often
flipped the script back to their faith. Sometimes the mountain we’re trying to
move needs a little push from belief.
“Do you want to get well?” (John 5:6). It sounds obvious, but maybe we’ve grown
too comfortable in our mess. Healing requires movement—and sometimes, that’s
the hardest step.
“Why are you afraid?” (Matthew 8:26). The disciples were panicking, but Jesus
was right there in the boat. Isn’t He in ours too?
“Why did you doubt?” (Matthew 14:31). Peter sank, but Jesus didn’t let him go
under. Our doubts may surface, but God’s hand never slips.
Just like those persistent little ones, we keep asking. And
God, in His goodness, keeps answering—sometimes with silence, sometimes with
peace, and always with love.
Lord, thank You for the questions that shape us and for the
grace to trust Your perfect timing. Amen.
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