Questions please

A loud skeptic on radio here declared some time ago a scene where he was brought up in preachers home, asked as a child, questions about God, then summarily being clipped over the ear by grandma who said the kid shouldn't ask such questions and he's had a huge chip on his shoulder ever since.

I love questions, they are what takes simple ho-hum statements we take for granted in the Bible into vital life giving, refreshing truths. I've taken on a saying: There is no quest without a question.
Having the right question has spurred me into all sorts of reading and reflective thought and MAJOR revelations!
Now there is such a thing a wrong question..but another day.