mystery

I used to want to know everything I could. I now realize that this attempt arose from my insecurity as a person. I somehow had gotten the idea that if I knew something I would have control over it. I‘ve come to recognize how foolish that is. I’m more and more comfortable with mystery. Here are a few mysteries Leonard Sweet suggests we ponder. “The mystery of why, as biology and others sciences learn more and more about life, we seem to know less and less what life really is. The mystery of how all people alive today can be traced to a single, common ancestor. The mystery of how every person who will ever live is present now among us. The mystery of how no one gets hurt when one hundred tons of extraterrestrial material enters our atmosphere every day. The mystery of how part of your body, actual electrons, may be outside of your body right now.” Hmm.