“Hannah get your coat on, we need to go shopping.”
“Why?” asks the 3 year old version of our eldest daughter.
“Because it is cold outside.”
“Because, it is -20°F”
“Because God, has a sense of humor.”
“Because he created your father.”
“That is a good question...now get let’s go shopping.”
“Because we need to get food.”
“Because your dad wants to eat cookies…and we don’t have any cookies.”
“Because your dad ate all of the cookies.”
“Another good question…I guess because he has no off button.”
“Again…God has a sense of humor.”
My children…like all children, I suppose…are naturally curious. I am not always sure if it is their desire to learn that makes them ask why, or if it is just a habit that they form to express God’s sense of humor to their parents, or perhaps to test the patience of their parents.
In many ways, I continue to ask the question, “Why?”…and in doing so, I drive my wife and perhaps my parents crazy. It wasn’t long ago I was asking my wife about music. She is a gifted musician…and I am a gifted questioner. I remember sitting next to her on the piano bench as she was playing, “Anne’s Theme,” I asked her…”Why do they use these notes?”
“Because that is what is written.”
“But why did they choose those notes?”
“Because that is how the song goes.”
“But why that way?”
“What?...What do you mean? What kind of question is that?”
“I mean each note…why? Why do certain notes go ok together…and other notes don’t?”
“What do you mean?” She asked.
“Here I will show you...” I began to play the most ear blistering combination of keys any man has ever laid his fingers to…“There…like that…why did that sound so bad?”
“Because you are a terrible piano player.”…those were not her exact words…but her expression and tears running down her cheeks said it all.
I continue to wonder what it is that makes certain notes sound good with others…why specific chords fit with other chords…etc.
I am left to wonder…to me it may always be a great mystery.
In Acts 2, we find an incredible event take place. We read of the astounding power of God manifested by a violent wind and fire that proclaimed the arrival of the Holy Spirit. People all over were asking questions…”What just happened?” “What is going on?” “Why am I encountering these people speaking in all of these different language?.” “What does this all mean?”
This is the moment when Peter stood up and encouraged all those who were present…to trust in the forgiveness of sins that Jesus has made available. This is the beginning of the established Church. Why did God choose the church to be his vessel of the Gospel? I guess I don’t know why…but he did…and I get to be a part of it…and so do you...if we will choose to follow Him.