A few nights ago my twelve-year-old son Mark went to a planetarium. His eyes glowed as he watched the stars dance across the simulated night sky. When he got home I asked him whether he thought the show was any good. “It wasn’t good,” he said, pausing for a moment. “It was spectacular!” His response reminded me how important it is to have a sense of childlike wonder at the world around us. Only we don’t have to visit a planetarium for that.
Every cloudless night God puts on an amazing show outdoors while we sit comfortably indoors, watching TV. It doesn’t have to be that way. King David took time to look up and it filled him with awe. He even sang about it: “When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou has ordained; What is man, that thou art mindful of him? and the son of man, that thou visitest him?” (Ps. 8:3-4). But the psalmist-king was not the only one to experience a sense of wonder. I just finished reading Brennan Manning’s book The Ragamuffin Gospel. In it he writes,
Our world is saturated with grace, and the lurking presence of God is revealed not only in spirit but in matter—in a deer leaping across a meadow, in the flight of an eagle, in fire and water, in a rainbow after a summer storm, in a gentle doe streaking through a forest, in Beethoven’s Ninth Symphony, in a child licking a chocolate ice cream cone, in a woman with windblown hair. God intended for us to discover His loving presence in the world around us.
As we rush through our busy lives checking off things we have to do, let’s not forget to stop, look, and listen to the wonders around us.