This is Peanut Butter Brickle. I’m a man of mystery.
You might call me a puzzle you’ll never be able to put together.
And I’m not sure why persons think they have to know everything. Some things should remain a mystery.
Like how I got so handsome. How I got so smart. And how my brindle stripes are the envy of dogs worldwide. All. A. Mystery.
So when we went hiking at Fort Mountain State Park in this Georgia place this week, we found another mystery. The mystery of a stone wall.
A stone wall that has been here a very long time. And apparently, no one has been able to find out why the wall is here or who put it there.
Yes. A mystery to persons now. Not a mystery to who built it. But obviously, someone did. There has been no evidence found to back up anyone’s best guess on who actually built it and why. So it just keeps being a mystery.
But I have to ask. Do all mysteries need to be solved and explained?
Or are some mysteries good to keep a mystery?
It helps us to think. To wonder.
A mystery helps us to know that we aren’t as smart as we think we are.
I’ve been around long enough to know that I’ll never know it all.
I wouldn’t know it all even if I lived forever. Because the earth alone has things we don’t even know about.
Imagine all of the people who lived in the past we don’t know about.
Imagine the universe and beyond the universe we don’t know about.
How much we don’t know is a mystery in itself.
Even when we think we know an answer, consider the truth. Just like the stone wall at Fort Mountain State Park, some things we will never know for sure.
But we do know that whoever built that wall left more than a wall. They left a conversation going. A mystery. And in today’s world, when everyone thinks they know it all, that is a beautiful thing.
–Peanut Butter Brickle