Have you ever wondered?

I guess I’m a little odd.  Each morning as I leave for the office I look toward the east hoping to catch the sunrise.  This morning I was captivated.  The clouds lay across the east as a blanket lies across the foot of a bed: long, red-orange rolls of clouds with sections of deep turquoise sky peeking through.  Below the clouds, the mountain range was a silhouette; arising above and over my head spread the midnight blue of a cloudless night sky not yet painted with the colors of morning.  And I wondered at the beauty.

A few miles later with the view of sunrise in my mirrors, I approached two multistory glass-front buildings.  The windows were glowing with the orange sunrise; man’s creation reflecting God’s creation.  This is where I got a little odd; I cried.

Of course, this isn’t the only time I could be accused of being odd.  I’ve been know to grab people and drag them (not literally) outside or up the elevator to the 10th floor just to see a rainbow, a sunset, or snow capped mountains.  You see, I think that our ability to wonder is as much a gift from God as the beauty of His creation.  How can one stand at the edge of the Grand Canyon or at the brink of Niagara Falls and not experience wonder?

“The heavens declare God’s glory; the sky displays his handiwork.”  (Psalm 19:1)

Stop.  Look.  Listen.  Touch.  Smell.  Feel.  Wonder.  Have you ever wondered?

Come to think of it, I’ve been misspelling a word.  You see, when it comes to wondering at creation, I guess I am a little awed.

… Tom