Growing up in my ultra religious household was always a challenge for me. I never said the right thing at the right time. And when I said something, I always followed it up with the question, “
why?” This was strictly frowned upon. I was being willful and going against the grain. I never really understood this. When I was old enough, I asked several questions of my church about the religion, history, and the like. The answer I received was, “
That’s just the way it is!” Now, you can imagine, this was totally unacceptable to me and my inquiring mind. Because of this, I left that church. And when I was asked why I was leaving, I simply answered, “
That’s just the way it is!” Okay, I was a bit snarky back then.
From the time I was very young, I had a love/hate relationship with God, at least, who I understood God to be. To me, he took away my beloved father when I needed him so. He was the God who needed anger management classes because he was always wrathful. I have never used the word “wrathful” in any other situation accept this. But I digress…. I remember telling my minister mother that I wanted nothing more to do with her God or the bible. Well, you can probably imagine the look on her face. To this day, I have never forgotten it.
I was never much for God, but I was strangely and spiritually connected to the Psalms. They became my
christian church. Not much into the bible, since it was crammed down my throat for all those years, I still loved the
Bible stories. It gave me great comfort, especially during the trying times. It wasn’t until I was face to face with sickness and pain that I cried out to the God I thought wrathful, only to find a God of mercy and compassion.
Fast forward to today and I am still inquisitive and want to know why. But I approach the questions a bit differently than I used to. I still love and read my Psalms, in addition to the rest. I live a new kind of
kingdom of heaven, a new life in a trinity that I have been privileged to come face to face with. The Dutch Christian Holocaust survivor Corrie ten Boom once remarked, “
You may never know that Jesus is all you need, until Jesus is all you have.”
I still ask the questions, but I live more in the questions than expecting the answers. Oh, the answers will come, in divine timing. But until then, I simply glory in the questions.