This post might be better titled, “Out of Context”. I was reading Richard Feynman’s collection of short works, The Pleasure of Finding Things Out, last night. In it was a paragraph that, while aimed as a critique of blind religion, oddly bolstered my own faith:

You see, one thing is, I can live with doubt and uncertainty and not knowing. I think it’s much more interesting to live not knowing than to have answers which might be wrong.

What a beautiful (and paradoxical) description of faith-as-trust. Our answers are always tennative and far less important than relationship. I think of Job who, while assuming his theological “answers” about the goodness of God we incorrect, never stopped directing his attention toward Him.