The ease with which I am able to release the art I was made to live seems directly related to my willingness to embrace wonder. – A Million Little Ways
Wonder – a feeling of surprise mingled with admiration, caused by something beautiful, unexpected, unfamiliar, or inexplicable.
This wonder, it’s everywhere I look. It’s in the cry of a new born baby. It’s in the majesty of a mountaintop and how it’s peek appears to touch the sun. It’s in the gentle breeze which whispers heaven’s voice. It’s in the miracle of healing, forgiveness and restoration.
There is so much wonder to be held if we would slow down, open our eyes wide, and breathe it in. However, we often miss it, exchanging it for quick or backwards glances as it passes us by.
Life can be carried only in the hands of the unhurried. – Ann Voskamp, One Thousand Gifts
Wonder, it must be taken in, touched and held. It must be seen through the eyes of child-like faith, a faith that stays, abides, waits and hopes for it to be unraveled in the palm of its hand.
The wonder of God can only been seen through the eyes of one who is seeking it out. We rush through life, with our eyes half open, hoping to catch a glimpse of beauty. We are overtaken by the mundane, the same theme which plays over and over again in our mind, that which dulls our senses to the awakening of wonder.
But isn’t God the wonder? If so, then our eyes must be continually seeking to see Him in all things.
I love to take walks in the fall. It’s my favorite time of year. Outside, the air is cool and crisp and I marvel at how the leaves change color, seemingly overnight. I stare at the moon, how when I was a little girl I thought I could see a face, and I marveled at how it looked so close I could almost touch it. I would watch the sun rise on a brisk fall morning and throw my head back as the warmth of the rays beat down upon my face, marveling in awe and wonder of the beauty of creation.
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All creation speaks of the wonder of God. Like rhythmic poetry, it rises and falls, weaves and entertwines, awakens and sleeps. If we listen closely, the earth sings forth her beauty. If we pay attention, our ears will hear the sounds of wonder, from the coo of a dove to the laughter of a child. If we lean in close, we will but catch a glimpse of the marvelous handiwork of God.
Part of embracing the wonder of God’s creation is embracing our unique design as artists. It doesn’t matter how you make art. What matters is that you make it. We each have unique giftings and talents to use to display the beauty of God. Whether that is what surrounds you at your job, the day-to-day challenges of raising little ones, the stringing together of words on a page, or the anticipation that awaits you in a blank canvass, it is all wonder.
Let us open our eyes and embrace the wonder all around us. For when we are able to see Him in all things, our hearts will be awakened to wonder as we display the art we were made to live.