I'm currently looking after and 10 year old kid who has autism, he's a great kid. He likes to ask questions. All the time. Often it's the same question he asked you 5 mins ago. But nevertheless he's asking again, like he never asked before. He always knows what you are going to reply but he still asks. He's a smart kid. I've started asking him to answer his own questions, as I know he knows the answers before he even asks. He always gets a cheeky grin across his face when I do that. It's like he realises he knows more than he thought.
I wonder how often we ask God questions we already know the answers to. How often we ask the same question, even if it is in a different format. How often He would rather just ask us why we think why? how often He just wants us to realise we carry the answer we are seeking within us, and how much He loves seeing us realise we had that answer all along. Seeing that cheeky grin come across our face when we work it out.
It's been a week of questions for me, with very few answers, I guess maybe I already have them, I just need to search within...
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