It’s not that I have anything against cats; it’s just that when I was told the saying “curiosity killed the cat,” I thought the cat shouldn’t have got in the way of curiosity. That might sound a bit harsh, I know, but it’s more a reflection of the great regard I have for curiosity.
And then someone suggested that the saying implied that the cat was the curious one and so I shouldn’t be like the cat and that made me sad … for the cat … and keen to hold a final wake for the cat, a memorial if you will to the cat-astrophe seen in the cat-alogue of errors that led to the sad and cat-aclysmic end of that poor cat. (It’s these kinds of jokes that have made me incredibly popular with my daughters. Incredibly popular. Incredibly. Wait …. where are they going … why are they running away from me …)
I am not one for gossip, and I don’t do being nosy, but what I do like, however, is the inquisitive nature. I like those who ask questions about things to better understand and to challenge the integrity of the positions people take. I grew up in an atmosphere that encouraged accepting the status quo, and I certainly played my role in not kicking up a fuss about things that deserved questioning. YetI still had the inquisitive side in me, and I loved the opportunities questions gave me to uncover, explore, and investigate, to delve deeper into things and develop something substantial about the things in life that matter.
In October 2014, I spent the month in tens and used two entries to share some questions I enjoyed asking, and then I went and asked some more good questions because the first set wasn’t enough. More than ever, it’s worth asking questions in the journey to truth. It’s worth asking and exploring with a humble heart in the hope that the answers will stimulate us to enjoy the fullness of life available in the fullness of truth.
That is something that I cat-egorically insist on. (Please, daughters, come back. I won’t do it again … well … I won’t do it as often … well … I won’t do it with the cat thing … well …)
For His Name’s Sake
C. L. J. Dryden
Shalom
