Day 17: Ask the Questions
When someone in our culture asks one of the "meaning" questions, one of the big, scary complicated questions about life and existence, they are liable to be met with one of two responses: "well that's a dumb question because science and facts!" or "well that's a dumb question because Bible and God!"
For some, the search for truth is a fact-finding mission. For others, truth is a story. For either group, the silencing effect these responses have on the journey toward truth is paralyzing and tragic. Rather than allow our friends to wrestle with Truth in its massive, complicated glory we prefer to diffuse their questions for the sake of our own comfort. We fear doubt like a virus, and are nervous their doubts might infect our faith. As if doubt is the enemy.
But that's never been my experience. I grew up outside the church, without the common Christian gestalt, and arrived at faith in the God of the Bible by way of questioning, searching, wrestling and doubting. I came to believe in Jesus because His story competed remarkably well in the marketplace of ideas. It best answered the big questions.
But we're afraid of these big questions. Which is actually, if you think about it, un-Christlike.
You see, Jesus often ruffled feathers by being the one in his own religious community who asked hard, complicated, unsettling questions. He helped His followers learn more about the infinite God of the universe by disrupting even their foundational notions of God.
This infuriated religious authorities of his day. Which makes you wonder whether or not it's a virtue in and of itself. Ya know... what would Jesus do and all that.
So I would encourage everyone, in pursuit of Christ, to ask hard questions. It's a godly thing to do.