Asking questions
Is there a point in asking difficult questions in life?
ie: questions to which one likely won't ever find an answer in this lifetime.
I'm still working on figuring out life. It's a complicated set of equations. Some say that we shouldn't bother trying to figure out something we arent meant to understand. I don't agree that we aren't meant to understand. That implies that God wants us to remain ignorant. In any case, I'm compelled to try.
I don't know what will drive me more nuts... giving up on asking questions, or continuing to ask questions and not finding answers.
Some say we aren't supposed to know the answers now, and when we're supposed to know... God will show us them. That might mean being at peace with just finding what beauty we can in every situation and waiting until God knows we can handle the explanations. This sounds a lot like sticking your head in the sand.
I've been frustrated by some people's answers to "difficult" questions. Usually they replied by saying "I'll find out when I get to heaven." To me that sounds like giving up, letting the questioning part of them die. That part of me isn't willing to die; I'm not able to give up. I find that attitude very frustrating.
If we will never be able to comprehend why some things happen, maybe it isn't really giving up. It's just recognizing limitations. Perhaps God doesn't intend us to spend our lives wishing we had answers.
I believe we (humanity) can comprehend anything in the world around us, given enough time and study. It may take longer than my life span, but I should still try to contribute in the search. If I give up, I won't contribute to finding the solution.
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