Questions Without Answers

There are mysteries in life to which we would all like answers. We are certain that this knowledge would make us better men; help us live happier lives; and rest easier at night. In the information age, knowledge is power; or so we're told. We want answers, but never really stop to consider the consequences. Absolute knowledge, like absolute power, would corrupt absolutely.

Jesus told His disciples that He would be killed and rise again three days later. He kept His promise. He was, indeed, the Messiah. They felt sure that the Kingdom of God could not be far behind.
"When they therefore were come together, they asked of him, saying, Lord, wilt thou at this time restore again the kingdom to Israel?"
"And he said unto them, It is not for you to know the times or the seasons, which the Father hath put in his own power."

They didn't have a handle on their present. The future and its rewards were on their minds. Knowledge of God's timetable would have robbed their hearts of excitement and their lives of purpose. The reward they imagined would have become nothing more than a distant mirage.

There are some things God keeps to Himself. He does so, not to punish us or to appear mysterious, but to give us a life worth living. Jesus' answer was not what the disciples wanted to hear. It probably didn't make them happy. They had abandoned everything to follow Him only to have their hopes crushed; their hearts dark inside; and standing empty-handed on a hillside--or so they thought.

Ten days later everything changed.

Yesterday I attended the funeral of my infant great-nephew, Cameron Wade Wolfe. Blessed are those who trust in the Lord. An added blessing is to those whose trust allows them to accept there is knowledge best left in God's hands.