Thinking

I re-read one of my favorite YA books (Seventeen Against the Dealer by Cynthia Voight, in case you wondered) earlier this week and it got me to thinking about thinking. The main character, Dicey, learns by the end of the book that becoming an adult doesn't mean she's finished learning or even that she is off the hook of critical thinking. She's a really straight-forward girl and she has a plan. It isn't immediately obvious to her that she still has to function on a higher mental plane.

Anyway, this all lead me to thinking about us. How often, really, do we think about what we believe, who we are, who God is, how the world works, etc.? I think sometimes we get caught just putting one foot in front of the other without looking at the mechanics. We miss a lot. We ignore the glittering pebbles of the riverbed when we just wade downstream.

I trudged through algebra because my teachers told me it would teach me to think. I'd hate to waste all that fine education on pure mental laziness!