I am not ashamed to admit, that I was probably a pretty annoying kid. I was the kind of youngster that couldn't accept something for what it was. I can hear, echoing in my memory, the infamous words of my parents, "Because I said so." I had prompted that comment on numerous occasions...daily, because of my repeated questioning of why.
Why?
This is a short little sentence which I am very familiar with. Why do I have to go to bed? Why do I have to do my homework? Why do I have to go to school? Why do I have to do what I am told. (Ok so I know you're praying for my parents about now.)
I like to know why things are. Once we had an old Electrolux vacuum that my Dad sold door to door. After a couple of years it quit working...and I wanted to know why. Long story short, my parents were the proud owners of a box of Electrolux parts. (and I still don't know why it quit working)
Why didn't leave me as I got older. In fact, I probably ask why even more as an adult. But things are a little different now.
I don't know if its a natural part of who I am. I don't know if it is something I picked up from one of my influences. I believe it is something God put inside of me. Wherever it came from, it has become a very valuable piece of my life.
I don't ask why to be a rebellious little kid (anymore). Instead, I ask to make things better. I want to know why things work the way they do so that I may better operate those things. I want to know why people are they way they are so that I may have better relationships with them. I want to know why God does things the way He does so that I may better understand Him.
I thrive on knowing why.
I see people everyday who are contaminated with a posture that says, life just is how it is. To this I say why?
Why does life just have to be?
Why cant you have the life you've always wanted? Why cant you be what you want to be? Or do what you want to do? Why?
I know there are many answers, or can I say excuses, to those questions. But success in life is not about the answers you have but the questions you ask.
We have to be willing to ask ourselves why. Why am I here? Why am I, where I am? Why am I still here? Why don't I pick myself up, dust myself off and go where I really want to go?
Why?
I have heard it said, He who has a why to live can bear almost any how.
So now I ask one last question. Knowing the immensity of God, and that all things are possible with Him.
Why do we doubt?
That's my 2 cents.
2 comments:
I know I just told you this, but I still want to know why the vacuum stopped working. :op
That is so true.
When I was growing up and I'd ask a question, my Dad would always say "thank you for asking questions"... where a lot of adults would get irritated. But he really wanted to stress to us that asking questions to find out why or how is a big part of growing as a person... not just asking, but working to figure out why. Why we doubt the way we do, why we react the way we do, and why we think the way we do... because a lot of times, when we recognize it for what it is (usually the devil using past events to taint our present thinking and future dreams and such), then it's way easier to re-direct our thoughts and actions to where they need to be.
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