Tim Allen spent over a year reading the Old Testament page by page, in four languages. A priest and a rabbi gave him one rule: don’t hunt for meaning, let it come to you. The book that hit him hardest was Job. Not because it answers “why do cruel people thrive while good people suffer?” Because it refuses to. He compared it to a magician who wouldn’t reveal his newspaper trick: if I show you, you’ll call it stupid, and the magic dies. That’s God’s answer to Job. You weren’t there when I set the stars moving. You couldn’t follow the explanation if I gave it. But what stayed with Tim wasn’t the anger. It was the amazement. That this small, stubborn creature still looks up and asks “why?” And then asks, “how can I help?” Maybe that second question is the whole point.