"It's Too Heavy"

In my reading tonight from Angie Smith's I Will Carry You, the story Angie used to close the chapter was so beautiful and profound that I have to share it. It's actually a quoted passage from The Hiding Place by Corrie Ten Boom (one of those books that I've always meant to read and perhaps now will):

He turned to look at me, as he always did when answering a question, but to my surprise he said nothing. At last he stood up, lifted his traveling case off the floor and set it on the floor.

"Will you carry it off the train, Corrie?" he said.

I stood up and tugged at it. It was crammed with the watches and spare parts he had purchased that morning.

"It's too heavy," I said.

"Yes," he said, "and it would be a pretty poor father who would ask his little girl to carry such a load. It's the same way, Corrie, with knowledge. Some knowledge is too heavy for children. When you are older and stronger, you can bear it. For now you must trust me to carry it for you."

And I was satisfied. More than satisfied--wonderfully at peace. There were answers to this and all my hard questions--for now I was content to leave them in my father's keeping. 

I'm not exactly sure yet if I need to apply this to the question of yesterday's post, but I'm certain that, as I walk this road I'm on, there will be times when I will have questions that are too heavy for my mind and that I will need to be content "to leave them in my [F]ather's keeping." What peace there is in knowing that sometimes the answers I long for but don't receive are because my Father loves me too much to make me carry a load I cannot lift.