“We’re on the brink of an adventure, children, don’t spoil it with too many questions.”
Oh, it’s like Mary Poppins was speaking to my soul during her latest big-screen appearance.
“Don’t spoil it with too many questions.”
Too many questions.
That is my brain in three words.
I’ve always been a curious one. I had that typical childhood phase of asking “why?” after everything my parents said. But to this day, I still find myself “why-ing” and “how-ing” and “when-ing” till I’m blue in the face.
I just. Want. To know. Everything.
Some would argue that being too much of anything isn’t good for you. But can being too curious really be that bad?
For me, it depends. It’s good to be too curious about my industry, to get better at what I do. Or about different cultures so I can appreciate people who are different than me. Cool. Great. Harmless.
But being too curious about God’s plan, His will, or His doings, now that’s where I get into trouble.