What has happened to the wonder in this world? I see glimpses of it here and there, but shouldn’t it be a daily part of life? Why is it that when we become adults we don’t dream anymore? It’s not right. I want to live like a child but think like a mature daughter. I think of children’s stories—some of the most profound pieces of literature you will ever find. Don’t we all just want to be a “tree” pointing to God? But God comes in and says, “No, you are destined for much more. My dreams are bigger. Dream with me. You will not only point to me, you will make people think of me; you will be a reflection of me!” Wonder. Life is full of wonder. God is full of wonder. And his dreams are bigger than the biggest dream that could ever exist in our little hearts. Let’s live in his pleasure.
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Wonder
What has happened to the wonder in this world? I see glimpses of it here and there, but shouldn’t it be a daily part of life? Why is it that when we become adults we don’t dream anymore? It’s not right. I want to live like a child but think like a mature daughter. I think of children’s stories—some of the most profound pieces of literature you will ever find. Don’t we all just want to be a “tree” pointing to God? But God comes in and says, “No, you are destined for much more. My dreams are bigger. Dream with me. You will not only point to me, you will make people think of me; you will be a reflection of me!” Wonder. Life is full of wonder. God is full of wonder. And his dreams are bigger than the biggest dream that could ever exist in our little hearts. Let’s live in his pleasure.
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