I read some enlightening words today, that with answers there is no more dialogue. Questions are what keep us connected.
There are books and more books sitting on shelves all across the world, some with promises of answers but they're not- they're full of questions too. They will not hold your answers.
God will not reveal all the answers to you either, they won't come until you meet.
And as strange as it is, the question I want to know the most... is how many kisses I've given Jack and Jude. I have others, but that is my main one that I'm curious to know.
My list will grow with my age I'm sure.