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Priscilla Shirer says the women asking the scariest questions about God right now are often the ones he's building strongest. She says once we see why, the hardest season of our life starts to read completely differently. Priscilla Shirer has spent the last two decades teaching the Bible to millions of Christian women. The daughter of one of the most respected pastors in America. And she stood in front of 9,000 women and admitted she'd thrown out her prepared message the night before. She said she lay in bed scribbling notes in her journal at midnight, because she felt like God had something to say to maybe one person in that room. And then she named the thing that one person was carrying. A question. The question almost every Christian woman has asked in the dark, and almost none of us have ever said out loud. She put it in words from the stage. "Are you the expected one? Or have I placed all my eggs in the wrong basket?" Is God really who they say he is. Is any of this actually true. Did I waste my life on this. We would never say it at Bible study. We barely let ourselves finish the thought at 2am. Because somewhere along the way, we learned that the question itself was the sin. That real Christian women don't wonder. That doubt means our faith is broken. And what makes it so much heavier is that we weren't doing anything wrong when the hard season came. Priscilla said it straight to the room. "You may not have been the perfect wife, but to the best of your abilities, you've been the wife that God has called you to be. And yet here you sit in this marriage that is so desperately in need of revival and resurrection, and you can't figure out how you got there." The marriage that went quiet anyway. The child we raised in church who walked away anyway. The diagnosis. The job. The prayer that's been sitting unanswered for years. We did our best, and here we sit. And then Priscilla did something I've never heard a Bible teacher do. She took that forbidden 2am question, and she showed us who asked it first. John the Baptist. The most certain believer who ever lived. The man who said he wasn't worthy to untie Jesus's sandals. He did everything right, and he ended up in prison FOR doing the right thing. And while he sat on that cold stone floor, the reports kept drifting in. Jesus healing the blind. Raising the dead. Miracles everywhere, except his cell. "It's bad enough to be in prison. It's worse to be in prison and you're hearing about what Jesus is doing for everybody else." Everybody else's miracle. Our circumstances not moving. We know exactly how that floor feels. So John sent Jesus the question. To his face. "Are you the expected one, or should I look for somebody else?" And here's what came back. "Jesus did not send back a rebuke. He did not send back a response of offense. He was not mad at John's frailty." "If you've wavered just a bit, if you've wondered, if you've asked questions, you need to know that our God is not mad at you." He's not mad at you. Read that as many times as you need to. The question we've been hiding like a shameful secret, God heard it. And his response wasn't anger. Priscilla said he sees more than we think. "Not one of those tears has been lost in the carpet fibers of your bedroom floor. Every single one of them have been captured in the palm of Almighty God." And then she said something I haven't stopped thinking about since. "Sometimes our faith is best built in the gymnasium of obscurity." A gymnasium. Not a courtroom, where doubt gets us convicted. A gymnasium, where resistance is the whole point. Where the wrestling is not the evidence that our faith is dying. It's the very thing making it strong. The women asking the scariest questions right now aren't the weak ones. They're the ones in training. I was that woman, and I need to be honest about how deep it went. I sang the songs. I raised my hands. I told people I'd pray for them, and meant it. And the whole time, the question sat in my chest like a stone. What if I've believed all of this for nothing? I was so ashamed of it that I performed certainty for years. At church. At Bible study. To my own husband. Because everyone around me seemed so sure, and I thought I was the only one. Here's what I found out. I wasn't the only one. I wasn't even close. Priscilla rattled off the names like a roll call. Habakkuk, who looked at the violence around him and said to God, "You have got to be kidding me." Job, who demanded to know why God would let so much devastation hit his life. Gideon, who said, "If you're really who you say you are, you could change all this in an instant." "All of these people and more in the scriptures had questions. God heard the questions and did not rebuke them for asking." And that's when it hit me. I had spent years hiding my questions from a book that is FULL of people asking them. I thought the Bible was where the certain people lived. It's not. It's full of people mid-wrestle. Asking my exact 2am questions, out loud, to God's face. And getting answered without a single rebuke. There's an entire book, Habakkuk, that is literally just a prophet arguing with God and God answering him. I had never met him. I'd never met any of them, because every time I tried to read the Bible, I couldn't understand what I was looking at. These were questions written 2,500 years ago, by people watching their whole world fall apart, in situations nobody ever explained to me. So I'd quit by February. And then I'd take the confusion as one more piece of evidence that something was wrong with my faith. It wasn't motivation. It wasn't discipline. It wasn't rebellion. I was just never given the two things John got. Permission to ask. And a record to stand on. Because look at how Jesus actually answered John's doubt. He didn't send a feeling. He didn't send a lightning bolt. He said, "Go and report to John what you have seen and heard." He answered the question with evidence. With the record of what he had done. That is how God holds up a wavering woman. Not with pressure to feel more. With a record to stand on. And the record is 66 books long, and it's been sitting on our shelf our whole lives, unread, because nobody ever helped us understand it. Priscilla can stand in an arena and hand us the permission. But she can't sit with us at 2am when the question comes back. She can't walk us through the record, page by page, at our kitchen table. That's when I found something that changed everything. A 52-week guided study that walks us through the entire Bible, one week at a time, from Genesis to Revelation. Before we read a single chapter each week, it tells us who wrote it, when, why, what was happening at the time, and what it actually means. And for the first time, I got to meet the askers. Habakkuk. Three short chapters of a man interrogating God while his nation collapsed. And the answer God gave him, "the righteous shall live by faith," became one of the most important sentences in the entire Bible. The question produced it. Psalms. Where David, the man after God's own heart, writes "How long, O Lord? Will you forget me forever?" And it got included in Scripture on purpose. The doubters' songs made it into the songbook. Matthew. Where I finally watched the John scene with my own eyes, in context. And caught the part nobody ever told me. Right after receiving John's doubt, Jesus turned to the crowd and called him the greatest man ever born of woman. That is what God says about the askers, right after they ask. And slowly, something in me unclenched. Priscilla said we'll never know all the depths of God, the way nobody will ever map the whole ocean. But she said when we put our foot in, we can know for certain that it's real. "What we can know when we put our foot in him is that we can taste and see that he is good." That's what happened. Page by page, I stopped needing to feel certain and started getting to know the God I'd been questioning. The 2am question still visits sometimes. I won't pretend it doesn't. But it doesn't feel like betrayal anymore. It feels like the gymnasium. Because now when it comes, I'm not alone in the dark with it. I'm standing on a record. Sixty-six books of God taking questions and answering them without ever once turning away. Priscilla said it like this. "It is the wrestling that strengthens us." I used to think wrestling with God meant I was losing my faith. Now I know it's how faith gets muscle. And she said the woman we'll be ten years from now is being built right now, in this exact season, by this exact struggle. 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