As my role in ministry grew, women began bringing me questions I genuinely did not have satisfying answers for — why a particular tragedy happened, why a specific prayer seemed unanswered. For a while I felt pressure to offer something, anything, rather than admit I simply did not know.
God’s response to Job is not a tidy explanation for his suffering. It is question after question that essentially says, you were not there, and you do not have to fully understand to still trust Me (Job 38-41). That gave me permission to say “I don’t know” to women without feeling like I had failed them. Sometimes the most honest, most faithful thing I can offer is admitting the limits of my own understanding while still pointing toward a God big enough to hold what I cannot explain.