The dash. Such a small, simple mark. Representing a lifetime. Mine began on October 17,…
We had our first snowfall of the season in Nashville this past Sunday. That’s early for us. It was beautiful – one of my favorite kind of days.
From my studio window I looked up and the sun was illuminating this icicle hanging from the eave – a beautiful little sculpture that was formed for the day.
I stood in wonder – the wonder of God’s creation that we get to live in. The wonder of beautiful miracles that surround us everyday.
I think I have always looked for wonder in the “magnanimous” things in life – like the Grand Canyon or man’s first step on the moon.
But at this point in life, I believe that real wonder might just lie in the “quieter” things.
A hug from a child.
A blossom opening up to the warmth of the sun.
A baby in a manger.
It’s a busy time and life is full of stress, but I pray you are able to stop, be still and look up, so that you may experience every ounce of wonder this season has to bring.
Merry Christmas –