It’s How You Ask

For you are the God of my refuge. Why have you rejected me? Why must I go about in sorrow because of the enemy’s oppression? —Psalm 43:2

Several years ago, one of my brothers was killed in a car accident at the age of twenty-two. I’ll never forget when a speaker at the memorial celebration said, “It’s not wrong to ask God why, as long as we ask not with a clenched fist but with a searching heart.”

That’s helped me to know that God can handle my questions and my doubts. I’ve gone before Him many times and said, “I just don’t get it. Can You help me understand?” In fact, before I open my Bible, I almost always pray, “Make your ways known to me, Lord” (Psalm 25:4). However, I also realize He doesn’t have to answer. After all, He is God, and I am not.

Sometimes we have this mistaken notion that when we get to heaven, God’s going to answer all the questions we’ve ever had. However, I think when we see the King, He’ll be answer enough. We won’t have questions anymore.