Learning to Wonder with God

What I’ve Been Learning...

I’ve been sitting with my thoughts a lot lately. Trying to notice the stories that slip in almost unnoticed, the ones I tell myself about who I am, about God, about where I belong. Some of those stories feel grounding, almost like a soft place to rest. Others, though, feel heavy. They tug at me in ways I don’t always have words for.

What I’m starting to learn is that God meets me right there.

Not always with a clear answer, not with a quick fix, but with something gentler. An invitation to curiosity. Almost like He’s whispering, you don’t have to have it all figured out right now. Just wonder with Me for a while.

When I lean into that, when I let curiosity do its quiet work, the heaviness begins to shift. I notice goodness I might have overlooked before. A verse that feels alive in a way it didn’t last week. A conversation that opens space instead of shutting it down. Even a moment of unexpected peace when I thought I’d only feel chaos.

I’ve also been learning that identity isn’t as fragile as I once believed. It doesn’t crumble just because parts of my faith feel uncertain. It can be rebuilt, slowly, on the goodness God keeps weaving into my life, on small choices, on quiet courage, on the reminder that I am still His, even when I don’t have the whole story figured out.

And the sweetest part is this: I keep seeing Him in the goodness. Over and over again. It’s not loud or dramatic.

But it’s steady.

Enough to keep me going, enough to remind me that He is here.

I don’t have neat answers, and maybe I never will.

But I think that’s okay.

Because what I have found is this, curiosity leaves room for grace.

And grace always seems to bring me back to Him.