It seems the more I think, pray, study and experience,
the more unknowable God becomes. This, I suppose, is
what is meant by the mystery of God. I love that God is
so much more than I’ll ever be able to comprehend. Yet
it’s frustrating for someone like me -- who loves to figure
things out, to have things add up and make sense -- that
I’ll never know God completely.
Whenever I think I’ve gotten a “fix” on God, whenever
I begin to think or believe I know what God is up to, God
throws me a curveball, cautioning me that I'm becoming
a spiritual know-it-all.
So it's out of necessity, as well as choice, that I turn to
Jesus for help in connecting with the Great Unknown.
I listen to what he has to say about God, I relate to his
struggle to discern God’s will, and I learn the wisdom
of humility: to surrender without knowing the outcome.
Such is the spiritual life.