Questions, questions

Oh, how deeply I love my Father! My heart yearns for His Will, for Him in all His fullness. There is a profound assurance within me that true rest, the kind that envelopes the soul in peace, is found only in gaining Christ. It is in Him that my heart finds its deepest satisfaction, and it is in the pursuit of His ways that my soul feels truly at home.

Yet, it is this very love that stirs my heart and compels me to ponder many matters. This sea of questions, raging within, longs for answers that align with the truth of Christ. For what reason, if not to be accurate, precise, and consistent with the ways of Christ, have I become so inquisitive? Far be it from me that my pursuit of answers would be for any other purpose than to gain insight into the faithful practice of my blood-bought faith.

As I journey through this life, I have come to realise that answers do not simply appear. They are not self-generated but are the responses to a process initiated by a heart that seeks, that asks. I have slowly seen how imperative it is for a serving-son to become an “asker”—one who earnestly seeks understanding and truth. I am increasingly convinced that, in our quest to become accurate “tellers” of the faith, we must first cultivate a heart that is unafraid to ask.

So, I will keep asking. “Was it so in the beginning?” “Is this what the Scriptures teach?” “Is this the undiluted truth?” “How can I better live out this faith?” And many more questions, born out of a desire to align more closely with Christ. I will ask the Lord, ask as I ponder the Scriptures, ask fellow believers who share this journey, ask, ask, ask.

It is my burden, this bundle of questions. Yet, it is a burden I embrace, knowing that each question asked in sincerity and humility brings me closer to the heart of God. The journey of seeking is sacred, and in it, I find both the challenge and the joy of growing ever closer to my Father.