All of us it seems, in spite of our own perceived differences, for some reason or another, at some point or another will ask ourselves questions, common questions, which may be very difficult and yet very important.
We may be unwillingly compelled, we may simply be curious, or we may seek to fill some void within ourselves.
Whatever the case, generally speaking it seems that somehow we instinctively know that in seeking these answers we might then know our origin and thus our destination. Consequently then we might too find purpose, clarity and ultimately peace for our lives.
In my experience, if these questions could be categorized by their answers, there are really only three kinds:
1) Those questions for whom a simple provision the answer is sufficient for us.
2) Those questions for whom no answer will ever be sufficient for us.
3) Those questions whose answers will not be sufficiently understood or applied, without our own experience and/or discovery of them. Answers that require patience and test our desire. We must work and wait.
For the last category it seems that merely handing us those sorts of answers is a disservice to the inquirer, as we tend to discredit certain things by virtue of our vanity, and the certainty that our own experiences have afforded us a sufficient perspective for understanding those things we have not experienced.
Although collectively we may ask the very same questions for which there are the very same answers, I believe it is the nature of our inquiry and the condition of our hearts that will determine which category our questions will fall into.
Just thinking...
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