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Unanswered Questions

December 8, 2016

One of the worst feelings is asking a question and getting the response "I don't know." However, I have been learning that in life, many times our answer is exactly that.

Whether those questions are asked about our careers, relationships, friends or family but not having answers can be really frustrating but you know those answers should be found?

(Cliche white girl answer coming) Those answers should be found in God. While it can be hard to listen because God isn't instant. In our world today, everything we want is at our fingertips, but God doesn't work like that and accepting that fact is so hard to accept.

Patience has not been my virtue as a young Padawan (Star Wars pun intended). However, as I have grown as an adult and Christian I have had to learn that the things I ask for may not get answers right away. While I sit and pray to God for wisdom and answers about a list of different things; right now I still don't have answers to my questions.

I thought that I would by taking matters into my own hands and guess what? I was wrong. I started asking questions that I wasn't ready to have answers to or better yet, I wasn't ready to not have answers at all.

As I always end in questions, I usually don't have answers to those questions. Today I can tell you that I still don't have answers to my questions I ask either.

Do you have unanswered questions?

xoxo,
Em

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