I read in a post by someone else recently that Gregory of Nyssa (a spiritual leader from the 4th Century) said, “Concepts create idols; only wonder comprehends anything. People kill one another over idols. Wonder makes us fall to our knees.”
People talk about Christmas as a season of wonder. It’s hard to be hateful and destructive if you’re lost in wonder, gazing in awe at a baby or another natural wonder. What if we thought of the wonder of Christmas as a spiritual discipline that we might cultivate and carry in our hearts to shape our manner of living?
What if we could look into the face of another human being and catch a glimpse of that baby, that miracle of life? What if we could see that before or despite the other fearful things we imagine?
May you carry wonder in your heart and soul today and always!