“I will be glad when I get to heaven and God will tell us all what he really meant,” someone said to me recently.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Well, all the scriptures that confuse me so much, and all the controversy. I’m just glad when it will all be over.”
“I think I would be bored,” I responded.
“Bored?”
“Yeah. Then there would be on reason to have questions, no reason to keep searching after God, no reason to worship him.”
“Hmm,” he responded.
“I don’t want to worship a God I can understand and figure out.”