on Friday, August 28, 2009
My baby was caught catching up on a bit of light reading this morning.
I'm not surprised. If he has any of my genetics, he will be wondering about the how of things with a disturbing passion for many years yet.
Some crave chocolate, others stuff .... for me, it's information.
Ok. Carbs and chocolate are pretty good too but I have to admit. There is nothing like a truth sinking into my knowing and expanding my heart even beyond any expectation of feeling. Didn't a guy called David describe it as "apples of gold"? Odd metaphor but I totally agree with his implication.
Sometimes though, thinking starts to invade the 'who' of me. I loose sleep because I have a trillion boxes still open in my head, my thoughts have become so micro managed, I loose even the most basic perspective on life and I start to psycholanalyse everyone instead of just enjoying them.
I can just see my husband nodding enthusiastically and silently standing in empathy with spouse's of those suffering from "terminal thinking".
But it's not all bad. Truth and greatness are well worth the chase given I remember that it's one thing knowing how but definitely another thing knowing the knower of all knowing.
One will provide a fleshy compulsive strive for information which leads to self reliance and pride and independance. The other will establish me in the amazing journey of finding the creator of "all things how", the source of all things that were, and are and ever will be, not as some disturbing "eternal kind of google" but as One Who knows the most intimate parts of me yet still desires to KNOW me.
I'll restrain myself from saying 'HOW' and just instead say 'WOW'!