Questions.
As I listen, as I watch the world, as I interact, as I take each step, questions fill my mind. It's too much sometimes. Feels easier to give up and push the questions aside as unquestionable or even as simply one of the frustrating nuisances of life. To what extent must we pursue our questions? I feel that in this season, I must systematically seek to address at least a few of my many wanderings. Hmm.
