I can completely relate to what you are saying Matthew. Somehow my mother never told me to stop when I was always asking questions as a child. I once put my fingers in an old fashioned bar soap grinder in a lady's room, and started to grind my fingers to find out how it worked. I was about 4, and thankfully, I only cut my fingers; I did not lose them. I later proceeded to see what sliding down the steeper hill on the school playground would be like and broke my arm in two places. One of my earliest sins was lying to my mother when I was seven. I never lied to her for other reasons, but I so much wanted to read articles in the encyclopedias we had and they were a bit above my reading level, so I started making up fake school assignments. Poor Mama! She raised me with only grandma to help her and had to work 3 jobs, about 100 hours a week to raise me, or she would have gladly read me everything I wanted. She finally figured out this was too much work for my grade level and I confessed. I always wanted to know and learn everything that I could, at least until high school, when I realized higher math was beyond me. I just could not get calculus and trigonometry. But I still try to learn a lot of things, and before fibromyalgia, I used be be considered a walking encyclopedia and dictionary by those who knew me. My ability to learn and remember may be greatly below Matthew's, but I never stopped trying. While I focus more on Catholic topics now, I still see what is happening in the world and research health, history and so on. God gave us minds for a reason. They are to be subordinated to God, but they were given to be used. Not that everyone has to be as avid, not to mention foolhardy, as I have been.
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