The highest form of knowledge is knowledge of God. We know that our lives are a constant search for one kind of knowledge or another. When we learn something, it adds to us. We share new knowledge with others and our sharing enriches them just as we are enriched by knowledge we obtain from others. Books, dialogue, TV, classes, the internet, and prayer are all sources from which we seek and obtain new knowledge.
Yesterday I became a grandpa again. Expectation, delivery, and the beautiful face of the new baby were, in themselves, sources of new knowledge about life, its meaning, and its possibilities. This, and all knowledge, seems to point us in a single direction. The restlessness that prompts our searches for new knowledge never ceases until we rest in the source of all knowledge. In that sense it is quite true that the highest form of knowledge is knowledge about the source of all knowledge. Beyond that knowledge there exists nothing but non-subsistent truth. When we have that, all efforts to know are superfluous. But while we are in this human shell we will always want more knowledge.
Adam and Eve wanted to know more about good and evil and they got their wish. We have consequently inherited their curiosity. Like theirs, it sometimes leads us to places far from the truth. Yet, the greatest saints who ever lived were driven by it. We want to know, we seek to know, we must know. This subtle imperative moves me to search out, in every corner of life, manifestations of the truth.