“Scilicet ut vellem curvo dinoscere rectum atque inter silvas Academi quarere…” (So that, you know, I was eager to distinguish the straight from the crooked, and to hunt for truth in the groves of Academe.. ) Horace
I am a quester. That is: a seeker. The word comes from the Latin verb, Quarere. The meaning is “to seek, to ask.”
In my searches I have discovered many new genus and species of plants. I have also discovered amongst the roots of nature a trail that leads straight to God. Quarere Deum. Search for God.
Did I know that I was searching for God along the trails, among the natives, abreast with fellow seekers? Life always becomes more clear by the nearer you come to the end of the story.
Perhaps through self-revelation, the Latin word for Oak is quercus. Derived from the same Latin root. It is the stately tree in ancient forests to which the mages, priests, elders and sages traveled to question their natural gods. It was the tree through which all answers came.
I question everything and notice much. My quest is to discover the reasons for God’s handiwork. As a quester, I strive to extend the reach of man’s knowledge to benefit all and praise a benevolent deity.
I am a quester. Then. Now. Forever. I will be appearing with others of my stock when the Moland House Questers gather on January 9. I look to meet and greet as many as I may. My spirit will forever stay young in the search for wisdom and knowledge and fellow travelers!