Know-It-Alls

Am I talking crazy? Am I the only one that wonders what is worth knowing?

Knowing demands time. Knowing increases sorrow. Knowing causes problems.

Wasn't it the Tree of the Knowledge (knowing) of Good and Evil we were forbidden to eat from? It's like we threw in the towel: Ate one apple; might as well go in for the whole bushel now! - Nosh!

Just hear me out. I know we ate the apple - proverbially or literally, either way - but does that mean we just then swallow the whole tree? I mean, there was a reason we were forbidden from eating it, right? So, wouldn't it follow that maybe setting the knowing of as much good and evil as possible is a poor goal? Shouldn't we rather pursue that which was lost in the act? - The knowing of our Creator? The relationship with our Father? Wasn't that always the point, still the point, end to beginnings?

Our culture seems spectrum-bent on 'lifelong learning'. Go to any job orientation these days and you will be encouraged to be a 'lifelong learner'. Expertise isn't even what it used to be. Honing an expertise isn't even what I'm talking about. Better to be multi-disciplinary, always learning, and improving - or so it seems.

I'm not against knowing. I'm only asking whether anyone questions any more what is worth the knowing - the giving of time and attention. If it wasn't for hot showers, I'd wish the grid away - just to see society look up for half a breath from their smarty-phones and wonder again at an 'irl' apple tree. I digress.

I have had a wonderful gypsy life. It wasn't all wonderful, of course. I only mean that the course of my life has granted to me the opportunity to meet all kinds of people in various place of the United States (mostly) of differing persuasions, values, and microcosms. I have met a few souls who spent their lives trying to acquire certain modes of knowledge from certain sources; that is, I have seen how the accumulation of bottomless and less-than knowledge can hollow a person out. There are some evils we were never meant to explore (or entertain) at the level of the Mariana Trench.

Some of us worry about doing. Dear, Martha, it's okay to sit down and listen...

Some of us worry about knowing. Dear, Solomon, the end of the matter has already been sussed out...

Some of us worry about being - the blending of doing and knowing on pointe at the heart level. Oh, dear David... even King David was mortally flawed.

Know God. Make sure He knows you. That's the only knowing that matters at the end of the age. Truly. No, like really - that's it. Think on it.

Even the animals know....

Even the demons know (and shudder)....

Shouldn't the children know?