Even when you trust someone, it doesn’t mean you don’t ask questions.

 

When I know one of our kids is going to have some kind of medical procedure, you better believe I’m asking their Doc some questions.   How many cases have you seen like this? How many of these procedures have you done? What was your success rate?  And these are just a few questions to get the conversation started.

 

But, can you blame me? Aren’t you the same way when it comes to someone you love? I mean you’ve journeyed with this Doc for a while; but when it comes down to it, you’ve really got to know he’s/she’s got this.

 

I will more than likely decide to believe in this Doctor’s ability that I’ve trusted this far. Why? Because I’ve done my homework before any health crisis began. I’ve researched online. I’ve asked around. I’ve found out what other people’s experience with this person has been.  I know this gal’s/guy’s track record.   And if this Doctor is really good, they don’t mind my questions. They can handle them.

 

Based on their past performance, I’m able to gauge their future performance.

 

Isn’t it the same with God?

 

When I’m in a season I’d rather avoid. In need of a Rescuer…a Healer. I’m asking questions. Are you sure you are in control of this? You’ve had experience in this kind of stuff before, right? This isn’t too much for you? You really are good still, right?

 

I might even ask around. Listen to people through quivering voices sharing about their encounters with God. Stories filled with reminders of His grace, His goodness, and His unfailing love.

 

And God, in His great mercy, being the “good Physician” that He is, doesn’t mind my questions. He can handle them.

 

And yes, it’s ok to do this. You’re not going to get struck by lightning. If David, the writer of Psalms, can ask questions, and still be called the “friend of God”…I’m pretty sure we’ll be ok. Give yourself permission. Ask away. But in the end, remember that, “Love always trusts.” (I Corinthians 13)

 

“How long, O Lord? Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face from me? How long must I take counsel in my soul and have sorrow in my heart all the day? How long shall my enemy be exalted over me? Consider and answer me, O Lord my God; light up my eyes, lest I sleep the sleep of death…But I have trusted in your steadfast love; my heart shall rejoice in your salvation. I will sing to the Lord, because he has dealt bountifully with me.” – Psalm 13:1-6