My son’s passion is football – Rugby League more specifically – and no member of our household is immune to his impromptu tackles.
It feels like he was born to tackle – or at least, born to use his energy in very active, physical ways.
And his passion breeds a great deal of curiosity about the game – along with his dad, he’s always checking the scores, and where his favourite team sits on the ladder.
My curiosity about football is something I have to drum up – it certainly doesn’t come naturally.
If it wasn’t for them, I couldn’t care less about it.
I am curious, however, about things like cooking, and what makes people tick, and nerdy things like grammar and punctuation.
If I hadn’t followed my curiosity in these areas, I would never have discovered the joy of good food, or non-fiction books by great authors, or a job as a writer and editor.
For some of us, stress about the demands of life in certain seasons can make us immune to exploring our curiosity.
But without our curiosity, we simply survive rather than thrive.
I have to remind myself often to engage with the things that prompt me to ask more questions.
The things that spark creativity and ‘life’ in me.
I think that if life doesn’t surprise us at all, we haven’t taken enough risks, or walked down enough paths.
As Helen Keller wrote, “life is either a daring adventure or nothing at all”.
What will you do to spark your curiosity this week?
It's a God thing... 
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