Humans are naturally curious. We would go out of our way to see, smell, hear, touch, or taste something new. As children, we exhibited this curiosity in fascinating ways (if you don’t agree, try asking your parents). We looked at odd insects, explored unknown territories (called ze backyard), and tried weird stuff. And even now that we’re all grown up, we still exhibit curiosity when we ask questions.
I, personally, have lots of questions. I don’t verbalize all of them, they’re mostly running up in my head and they only surface when I do my quiet time. There’s what, when, where, why, and how. Good thing God is super patient and gracious to my ‘showcase of curiosity.’ Sometimes there are direct answers: yes, no, wait, definitely, definitely not. Sometimes the answers are less than fathomable and require longer reflection: hope against hope, new wineskin, count the cost. And sometimes, God’s answer is silence… a long, baffling, drop-a-pin-and-you’ll-hear-it kind of silence.
The silence may sound eerie, but don’t let go just yet. Stay and be still. Choose to dwell in worship and linger in His presence. This is where the divine mystery overshadows curiosity. C.S. Lewis expressed it in perfect sense when he wrote: “I know now, Lord, why you utter no answer. You are yourself the answer. Before your face, questions die away. What other answer would suffice?”
The case for questioning is suddenly submerged in peaceful surrender. Questions now appear trivial in the midst of His presence. The very answer found in that silence is a greater revelation of who He is—that He is God and there is no other. And indeed, that’s all we’ll ever need.
My prayer is that we will let God’s presence overshadow us… that we will not be afraid when God answers in silence, but all the more be expectant of knowing Him more. And that beyond receiving the answers, we would also receive a heart that desires God above all else.