Be curious. Look behind the curtain, push against the answers, lean into the questions or the pain. As the psalmist wrote, fly on morning’s wings to the far western horizon, God is already there.4 God isn’t threatened by our questions or our anger, our grief or our perplexed wonderings. I believe that the Spirit welcomes them—in fact, leads among them and in them. We ask because we want to know, because it matters to us, and so I believe it matters to God.
