Whenever I read these words from G. K. Chesterton, they refresh me. I resonate with the idea that God is eternally young and that part of what troubles us is the loss of wonder. I pray to wake with awe and excitement at the prospect of each new day, even if it is the same as yesterday. It is still a miracle. There is always something new around the next bend in the trail, if we only have the eyes to see it fresh.
Here are Chesterton’s words:
“Perhaps God is strong enough to exult in monotony. It is possible that God says every morning, “Do it again” to the sun; and every evening, “Do it again” to the moon. It may not be automatic necessity that makes all daisies alike; it may be that God makes every daisy separately, but has never got tired of making them. It may be that He has the eternal appetite of infancy; for we have sinned and grown old, and our Father is younger than we.”
When my children were young, they never tired of doing the same thing over and over, whether it was another “run-under” push on the swing, or being swung from the wall on one side of the walkway to the wall on the other side and back again, or being turned upside down. It was always “do it again!”
That is the attitude toward the world that I hope to retain as I grow old and am tempted to grow bored or jaded with life.