OK...please read the next three paragraphs slowly and with care:
"Our intense need to 'understand' will always be a powerful stumbling block to our attempts to reach God in simple love, and must always be overcome. For if you do not overcome this need to understand, it will undermine your quest."
"It will replace the darkness which you have pierced to reach God, with clear images of something which, however good, however beautiful, however Godlike, is not God."
"And so I urge you, go after experience rather than knowledge. On account of pride, knowledge may often deceive you, but this gentle, loving affection will not deceive you. Knowledge tends to breed conceit, but love builds. Knowledge is full of labor, but love, full of rest."
---The Cloud of Unknowing, Anonymous
Ya know, a long time ago I got so tired of people asking me "Why?" Why this? Why that? Why do you? Why did you? Why did you NOT? TIRED! I mean I became READY-TO-BLOW-UP-tired of the word "WHY?" when directed at me.
And so I made myself a "life-rule". Of course, being alcoholic, this rule did not apply to ME! Every friend, every girlfriend, every wife, every fellow worker, even my children (Oh God...my poor children) knew to not ask me the dreaded question...why? Don't ask me WHY? NMW! (No Matter What!)
And ya know what? People seemed to respect that--maybe they were afraid? Afraid of "violent" Steve? -grin! (Maybe they just didn't want to have ANYTHING to do with me--now THAT I can believe...)
However--punch line coming--I never stopped asking MYSELF the question..."Why?"
Got to still work on that. "WHY" stunts my growth (I'm 75, not finished growing FGS!). WHY builds a wall between me and YOU. WHY builds a wall between me and God. WHY drives me NUTS! Why, Why, Why???
Why am I writing this? Because just MAYBE it will help someone else who has the same F'ing problem--and like me, will stop and look at their own stupid, single, three-letter word...W.H.Y.
Peace, and 'restful' LOVE,
Friday: SIXTH TRADITION (Did I hear someone say, "Thank God"???)