My wife and I recently welcomed a 4 year old foster child into our home. It’s been an adjustment for all of us, but the biggest thing we’ve had to get used to is the questions. The constant questions. Of why?
Everything is why? Why this, why that, why is it raining, why isn’t it raining, why?
So the other day, in the middle of a why chain, my wife looks at me and says, “Do you think we sound this way to God?”
And you know what? I think she’s right. Far too often I find myself asking God why. And I think it is a legitimate question, but I think that sometimes I sound like a four year-old to God. Why? Why didn’t I get that job? Why did my friend get cancer? Why do I have to do this? Why can’t I do that? And then my questioning of God becomes something more than just questioning, it becomes idolatry.
When I’m questioning God about everything, mostly I think it’s because I think I know better than God, and when that’s the case, I’m telling Him that I should be god and not Him, and that’s idolatry. So questions of why are fine, but they should be firmly grounded in a view of God’s sovereignty and trust in His goodness. The road may not always be easy and I likely won’t always understand, but this I do know, I can trust God with my life. He’ll never fail me, even when I don’t understand.
“For my thoughts are not your thoughts,
neither are your ways my ways, declares the Lord.
For as the heavens are higher than the earth,
so are my ways higher than your ways
and my thoughts than your thoughts.”
– Isaiah 55:8-9