No Shame In Asking

“And with many such parables He spoke the word to them, as they were able to hear it.
But without a parable He did not speak to them. And when they were alone, He explained all things to His disciples.” Mark 4:23-24

I wonder if the disciples felt a little embarrassed for not understanding? Or if they pretended like they understood when they didn’t? And don’t I do that too, sometimes?

Jesus, thank you for not shaming us when we don’t understand, but patiently explaining as we ask. I’ll trust that You know when I’m ready to hear what You have to say. And here’s a simple poem . . .

Hand Fed

When I don’t understand
and am feeling a little confused
You calm my fears
and hold me close
until I get used

to the fact that I can’t always know
all there is to know
but You will share
what I can handle
as I seek and grow.


  1. So many times I’m confused
    or don’t understand anything at all
    and I’m so thankful for the likes of you
    for explaining things patiently
    and not shaming me.
    And yes I still have to rely to Him
    for my full comprehension.
    Great post as usual Deb!

  2. Sweet one . . .I love your faith and learn from you, gaining strength and joy for my journey. You understand more than you think you do and share Him in the most amazing and beautifully honest ways. You are a breath of fun fresh air that I need. So blessed and honored to meet you here. God knew just what I needed . . .you! 🙂

  3. Okay then ….

    (Would the lady be kind enough to get off my toes, please and thank you?)I get the feeling you have a cup to my wall… 😉

    Thanks for sharing. He doesn’t always answer the ‘whys’ straight away but He is the Only Wise One. I’ll wait. (And wait. And wait until He speaks”)

    Still not yet a butterfly,

  4. Deb, For some reason this made me think of something I read in “Tortured for Christ.” Wurmbrand wrote that in prison they didn’t have Bibles to read and after many years they couldn’t even remember the verses they had known. But they always knew and understood that Christ loved them. That was all they needed to survive the starvation and the torture they endured. Maybe sometimes we try too hard to understand it all when all we really NEED to understand we know already, and that is His love. Peace, Linda

  5. I used to be too ashamed to ask when I didn’t understand until one moment in high school when I asked, in front of the whole class, if the teacher could explain converting decimals into percentages because I didn’t understand. The teacher was shocked but other people then admitted they didn’t know either. It took that moment of being humbled for me to realize it is never wrong to ask questions 🙂

    Love how you get me thinking!

  6. Ann . . .you have me laughing. and that is good, since I’ve been crying a lot here lately! Loving how He always does answer what we need . . .how He Himself is all the answer we need. 🙂 You are so a butterfly! 🙂

  7. Okay Linda, now your comment has me back in tears. And that’s good too. Was it Paul who said all he knew was Christ and Him crucified? The rest is wonderful but to have His love is the best. 🙂 God bless you with His peace and joy!

  8. Jessie . . .in high school it was really hard to ask, wasn’t it? You were brave and humble and still are! Ya, I often look like an idiot, but it’s the only way I learn things . . .ask! ha! So good to have you here!

  9. Yes, it was Paul. 1 Corintians 2:2. 🙂 Linda

  10. I always told my son, as I had experienced, never be afraid to admit you do not understand. God knows. It is a smart man who raises his hand to ask why.

    I love your poem here Debbie. Simple, but yet the words are where they need to be.

    You and your family are in my thoughts.

    I think of a Debbie from my youth, who we found out in a small group of girls who struggled with learning at times, well, she lived in circumstances different from our own. Each of us had different situations. Not good. Not bad. Just not good or bad. I hope she found her way. I know God is there with her. I pray she asks on her journey as well.

    Peace to you and your family.

  11. Your comment was so touching, Chef E. My daughter and I deliver a little local paper on Wednesdays. I noticed the name on a doormat at one house and it brought back memories of a girl. She and I weren’t close friends, but she was so much fun, such a delightful personality . . .something about her impacted me. So I asked the older lady if she was related to a Jan. She was her mother and Jan was there! ha! So, I got to tell her in person how much I appreciated her. I asked and received an answer right away . . .and now they are sure I am a fruitcake. ha!
    About the poems here . . .with you being a poet, it must dismay you somewhat to read them. ha! So thank you for putting up with them and me. They are what they are, but for some reason I think they are also what God wants them to be for here, for His purposes. 🙂
    So glad you stopped by and commented. I left a note on your other comment about thinking I saw you today. Then I check on here, and here you are! 🙂 I’m blessed!

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