“Shooting in ___________. Hurricane ___________ approaches. ___________ accused of___________.”
Headlines of horror lay in our hands. Click. Scroll. Refresh.
It only continues. Tap. Text. Share. But what happens when we take a moment to look up from the artificial glow illuminating our faces?
It happened to me the other night, feet up, relaxing on the couch. As I lay scrolling through life’s most recent Instagram posts, I looked up and there it was: the moon, shining in harvest glory above the Koolaus. The whole sky stood illuminated in marvelous evening hues, and I stood in wonder.
I thought ahead to Sunday when the Sunday school children would share with me their weekly “God Sightings” and I mine. Amid the tales of rainbows, clouds, and ocean waves, this moon would be the sighting I’d share. Because in speaking of the celestial glow, I want them to know we’re never too old for wonder, and a wondrous Light casts out the darkness of each horrific headline.
Not a moment goes by when heaven doesn’t reach down in love, but how often do we leave room for wonder in our lives and bear witness to what the Psalmist declares?
He alone does great wonders.
His faithful love endures forever.
5 He made the heavens skillfully.
His faithful love endures forever.
6 He spread the land on the waters.
His faithful love endures forever.
7 He made the great lights:
His faithful love endures forever.
8 the sun to rule by day,
His faithful love endures forever.
9 the moon and stars to rule by night.
His faithful love endures forever.
(Psalm 136:4-9 CSB, emphasis mine)
Let bearing witness to His faithful love be our rhythm. Drive away from the city lights, and stare at the heavens. Take a breath. Watch the shadows shift as Earth makes another rotation. Let His faithful love and wonder bring us to our knees in awe and adoration.
Together, we’ll sing, “I see the world in light. I see the world in wonder. I see the world in life, bursting in living colour. I see the world Your way, and I’m walking in the light” (Hillsong Wonder).