The Ant and the Question

Evil, that which some personify as Satan, wants no questions asked. You would think he, it, would like our tough unanswerable questions. You would think it would be a leg up for evil that God has left so many things in the mystery. Faith is full of gaping holes. Intellectually, emotionally, biologically, every -ly there is only goes so far with sure answers before you have to shrug your shoulders and say, "I don't know."

It is God who loves questions.

"Bring it on!" the Bible declares on God's behalf from start to finish. "Bring on the questions." Of course, there is always a bottomless bottom line you discover but can't reach with every interrogation of the Holy. "I will be that which I will be," God says. "I AM that I AM."

Sometimes I AM not satisfied with that answer and I feel brave like Job, loved enough to get dangerous. To me questions are risky; to God I must look like a tiny ant trying to sneak off with a loaf of bread a trillion times bigger than me.

I think this little ant will never stop asking and seeking. Life is one big inquisitive picnic.

How about this one? Why are we here? The answer? To love. I think for today I'll just try to keep it that simple.

The Gift That Keeps Giving

In a scratched up wooden frame behind a broken piece of glass these words are written in beautiful calligraphy and hanging on my music room wall:  "I press on toward the mark for the prize of the heavenly call of God in Christ Jesus." It was a gift when I was a teenager from someone at my church in N.C., someone whose kindness I remember but whose name I have forgotten. This little plaque has moved with me many times; that's how it got broken. The words are from the Bible, Philippians 3:14. I have felt like that little broken frame carrying God's word around in my heart, trying to live by it. I was never quite sure what the goal was that I was suppose to be pressing toward, I just tried to press on in God's direction and hoped it would take me to the right place. I have learned that sometimes simply pressing on is enough. Press on for more of God, and I promise He will meet you more than halfway.

You're going to love the prize.

Much love,
Kim