The Big Question.

For the better part of my life I have been driven. Not by success or or pain or even the suffering of others. My drive has been derived from what seems to be a simple question: Why? Amist the apparent simplisity that surrounds this statement complication seems to find it's home.

I believe in God. He is everything I need even when I don't know it. It seems, though, that the world that introduced me to Him doesn't really know Him at all. Enter The Big Question. Why does a man who claims to know God say that Hurricane Katrina was God's judgment on sinners? Why do we consider him a leader of the church? Why are Church leaders called upon to answer questions of family and politics rather than God? Why do we take communion? Why do we pray before we eat? Why do I ,amist all doubt and contriversey, break down into tears at the thought of a Saviour who gave everything for me and would do a million times a day for my sake alone if thats what it took? Why does the church work against each other? Why do I often feel alone when I think about reaching the world? Why do so many consider everything before they consider the God that lives inside of them? Why can we not embrace our differences and be a community of individuals who disagrees passionately in love and in turn love one another for that passion? Why do we not see that all God wants is for us to share Him with the world?