I get it honestly, it's in my genes! All of my silliness and weird
behaviour were inherited... Okay, maybe some teeny tiny part comes
directly from me, but not much! (Why are my kids rolling across the
floor in laughter? What did I do this time?)
My dad learned at an
early age that curiosity kills the cat. Or, more literally, the monkey!
Monkey hunters in Africa will take a coconut and cut it in half. They
will carve a hole in one end, just big enough for a monkey to put his
paw through (Or do monkeys have hands? I'm confused!), then they will
put a delicious smelling orange in the other half. Next, they fasten the
two halves together and hang the "bait" from a tree. All they have to do
next is wait!
Soon an innocent monkey will come swinging by, and
when it smells the orange, it stops in its tracks. Curiosity will then
take over, and it won't be long before the monkey sticks its paw/hand in
the coconut. Once it has its prized possession in its grasp, however,
the monkey can no longer withdraw its hand/paw! As it hangs there,
struggling to remove the orange, the monkey hunters will throw out a net
and catch it red-handed. Literally.
My dad heard this story as a
teen, and he couldn't help but wonder if such tactics would also work on
humans. Are humans as curiosity prone as the monkeys in Africa? One day
he leaned out over a bridge, staring intently at something in the
aqueduct below. He refused to let anything distract him.
Soon an
innocent passer-by passed along (that's what passer-bys do, isn't it?)
And strangely enough, he stopped in his tracks and leaned out over the
bridge as well. "What's up boy?" He asked. "What are you looking at?"
My mischievous dad answered: "Look over there! You won't believe
it!"
Curiosity then took over, and soon there were two people
hanging over the bridge staring into the aqueduct below. Only mud could
be seen! That's when my dad would drop a heavy stone from the bridge,
skilfully aiming it right for the mud pile. It's amazing how a stone can
cause mud to shoot into the air!
Then, before the passer-by had
time to realize what had just happened, my dad was gone. If he chanced
looking back over his shoulder, he would have seen that the face of the
upset stranger was covered with black, sticky mud! Indeed, humans are
quite curiosity prone!
I certainly learned something from this
story: Never stop to look at what a youngster is staring at over the
railing of a bridge! You never know what's up his sleeve!
Curiosity always leads you into a trap, and some of them can be deadly!
The worst kind is the one that leads to a life of addiction. Was it
worth it to give into your curiosity?
"But I just wanted to try
it out!"
Remember: The monkey also wanted to try it out, and now
he's no longer around to tell us about it. As for the passer-by who was
introduced to my mischievous dad-to-be, I never heard from him either!
"The temptation to give in to evil comes from us and only us. We
have no one to blame but the leering, seducing flare-up of our own
lust." (James 1:14 The Message)
Instead of using human curiosity
to set deadly traps, may we learn to use it to attract people to the One
who really cares for each one of us! No tricks involved. Instead people
will discover a life of true freedom and love! Addictive chains will be
broken and inner peace will reign!
"It was soon news all over
Ephesus among both Jews and Greeks. The realization spread that God was
in and behind this. Curiosity about Paul developed into reverence for
the Master Jesus." (Acts 19:17 The Message)
Would you like an
orange? I think the hole in this coconut is large enough for your hand!
Rob Chaffart