In November, I asked a difficult question on this blog: What if God did not do one more good thing for me? People liked it, people found it theologically unsound, people were challenged by it, some had already asked themselves this many times. It still evokes much thought and emotion in me to ponder. It’s a hard question. But aren’t those the best kind?
I’m about to make a big commitment I’m afraid of (and if you read my last post, you understand my commitment-phobe tendencies). Every Monday at 10:00 a.m. central time for what’s left in this year of 2011, and there’s a lot left, I will pose a difficult question on this blog followed by my thoughts on the matter sure to be mixed in with a few quotes from C.S. or Jesus or Emily Dickinson. Depending on the topic and whomever I find has written a much more sufficient answer than I could ever construe.
While I have not written a list of 52 hard questions, I’ll assume many will be theological or somehow relate to my worldview of Christianity. Many I will not want to think about much less articulate publicly. Many will not have an answer and maybe some will force me to change the answer I’ve believed for too long with too little foundation.
I will keep them short, somewhere between 300 and 400 words, and I will keep them open for you to chime into whenever you please. You can even come up with my next question if one’s burning in you. I’m sure to run dry of inspiration around June. Or February.
I will try to ask the question freshly, as if I’ve never asked it of myself. I will try to ask questions that lead to more questions. Dead ends are no fun.
The objection of all this? I’m not sure, and I’m not sure I need one. Living life without questioning it, without allowing curiosity to overtake us now and again, without digging underneath, around and through all the options hardly seems worth our time.