This morning I read a line from Zora Neale Hurston:
“There are years that ask questions and years that answer.”
So true. An asking year means, perhaps, that an answering year is just around the corner. In an asking year, one goes deeper into prayer, into faith, and into hope. In an answering year, I suppose it’s a different kind of joy, of understanding, and of passing on of wisdom. Both kinds of years possess their own wonder and beauty.