This morning I got into my frosty car to go to work. It isn’t so cold that I feel that I have to warm it for many minutes before I drive. And reminded of Earth Day, it is better for the environment if I don’t start it so long before.
I got behind the wheel and looked out through the frosted window. The window was covered with the most intricate pattern of crystals. I recognize that, for me, seeing such beauty stirs in me a sense of wonder.
I do hope it warms up soon. Frost on the window is beautiful but also means I have to clear it off to drive. I am ready for the wonder that spring brings. It is beginning; buds on the willows, geese returned, other bird songs are beginning, the sun rises before I leave home for work so that I drive into the sunrise each morning now.
I need that sense of wonder. It makes me more alive and gives me a sense of belonging in the whole scheme of things. It helps me to appreciate how I am made and who made me. Wonder seems to be one of those little graces one receives from God – evidences of his care and love. It keeps me from getting too serious and full of myself and it wards off the bitterness that can accumulate from frustrations that I also face daily.