I’ve been thinking about how quickly we like to arrive at conclusions.

We want answers.

Explanations.

Something certain enough to put the question to rest.

And somewhere along the way, I wonder if we begin to lose our curiosity.

We become so concerned with being right that we forget what it feels like to be interested.

To listen without preparing a response.

To ask a question without already knowing what we hope the answer will be.

To encounter something unfamiliar and simply want to understand it.

There’s a certain humility in curiosity.

It acknowledges that there are things we don’t know.

And perhaps there always will be.

I don’t think wisdom is found only in the answers we collect.

Sometimes it’s found in our willingness to keep asking.

I hope I never become so certain of what I know that I stop being curious about what I don’t.

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“The heart of the discerning acquires knowledge, for the ears of the wise seek it out.”

— Proverbs 18:15 (NIV)