Maybe this is part of Jesus’ call for us to maintain a childlike faith: he wants us to ask more questions. Even the ones that may not have simple answers.
At the very least, we owe it to ourselves, and the truth, to follow the story, the claim, back to its author. To ask what’s in it for them. To follow the money. To verify it against another source. To understand the context. To explore possible alternatives.
Asking questions comes with risks. Questions create defensiveness and suspicion. They come with responses we didn’t anticipate. And sometimes, they force us into seasons of silence until we can truly accept the answers.
What else must I be willing to know? The names of my neighbors? The fears of my stepsons? The opinions of my friends? The hopes of my husband? The anxiety of my parents? The needs of my community?
Choosing not to engage, and by engage I mean only respectful and loving dialogue and action, no longer seems acceptable.