“To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.” Eccelesiates 3:1

The passage goes on to speak of a time of birth, death, love, hate and laughter and dance. Yet it doesn’t speak of a time to wonder. I wonder why?

To take time to wonder is something I needed to be reminded of as I was one Memorial Weeend. Marie, my wife and I brought our two grandsons Brandon age four and Brian age two to visit my mother. The whole weekend was like being a counselor at summer camp.

One morning, Brandon and Brian and I took a walk. It was sometimes hand and hand and other times running and wandering. We stopped and looked both ways before crossing the street. We listened to the birds. We stepped over and on the bugs, oops. While crossing one street recently paved, Brian, the youngest stopped me.

“WOW! COOL!” he declared as he began to walk and dance around the tar swirls in the street.

My adult mind wanted to hurry up and finish the walk. I had more important things to do, don’t you know. Then, I realized Brian saw something I didn’t. I decided to see it too. Brian, Brandon and I walked the swirls. I saw different patterns. I thought of the paving equipement used to pave the street. I could smell the tar.

Taking time to wonder still is something I need to be reminded to do. Then, I can see and enjoy the WOW! and COOL! of the moment.

How can you be attentive to the wonder in your life?

What simple ways can you capture and celebrate the wonder?

Who can you share the wonder with?

Take time to wonder. It’s worth the wonder.