Advent 11--Living the Questions

My home in Holliston Mass. (this is a recent drive by-- we left in 1972) 

    This is a photo of my bedroom window when I was a little girl.  I lived in this house until I was ten and I spent a lot of time pondering questions while looking out this window.  I wondered why we still had to go to bed when it was light out.  I wondered about going to the carnival in the summer, and I would stay up late listening to the carousel music well into the night.  I wondered about school and friends, my family and the family across the street.  This family had two teenage children and I was very interested in their lives and I thought about them a lot, knowing they never thought about me.  I wondered about our other neighbors who were older, and I worried about them.  I had a lot of questions as a child, I talked to God often as I wrestled with the unknown.  My questions today are usually occupying my mind as I do something else.  I rarely give myself quiet time to sit and live with my questions.  This advent it might be a good practice to sit and really think about what it means to live the questions--not in spite of them but in and with them.  The big questions, the ones worth most of time won't have answers that come easily or in the same way for all people-and so we learn to live them.