We live in an increasingly cynical world: a world filled with division, obsessed with offense, and infused with an acute lack of gratitude. This is the sort of thing that kills Wonder.
Traditionally, Christmas is about embracing Wonder. It’s about seeing magic, seeing hope, finding joy. It’s about the connection of a holy God to a fallen man, and the great mystery of love. And yet, increasingly, it’s become cool to be annoyed with Christmas.
The pursuit of Wonder is not for cowards. It’s a journey deep into the Perilous Realm of life, curiosity, and—ultimately—truth. To follow after Wonder is one of the most daring things a person can do in a world bent on the security of small living.
If we want to live truly incandescent lives, we must pursue Wonder. We must heed the call and gather our courage: courage to see beyond, to go where others will not; to seek truth and beauty and share it with the world. This is a call for heroes.
We’ve discussed the purpose of Wonder. Now it’s time to talk about the power of Wonder. Its presence is all around us, every day, stirring us; demanding to be felt. Without it, our souls would be parched, unable to create.
The power of Wonder is magnetic, yet somehow intimidating. It’s magical, and yet to fully embrace it—to allow it to carry you into the Perilous Realm—is terrifying, because if you are going to dare to wonder, you must also be ready to let go. After all, this is the call of something wild.
I want to take a little while to make a study of Wonder. What is its purpose? The purpose of reaching out to the fringes of your mind and searching for answers to questions that whisper in the silence? Why this grand adventure?
We were made to wonder; made for awe, for inspiration. Indeed, we were created to create—to explore, to discover, and to make an attempt at understanding and communicating the depth and the richness of our magnificent world. Yet the value—the purpose of Wonder goes much deeper than we imagine.
Our society is obsessed with being busy. So obsessed, in fact that we often feel guilty when we’re not running at top speed to keep up with everything and everyone. And what’s crazier—after all of this, we demand even more of ourselves. It’s no wonder we’re never satisfied, because, perhaps, what we need is not more, but less.
Everywhere you look, people are busy; busy with work, school, errands—necessities. But we’re also busy with other, more trivial things, like keeping up with the latest trends on Twitter and Facebook. Endless scrolling fills our days, eating up our time and eventually overwhelming us. We’re drowning in a world of TMI and a need to keep up 24/7. Such a fast pace eventually drags even the best of us into exhaustion and sometimes even depression.
What is the purpose of beauty? Every day, we’re surrounded by a kaleidoscope of enrapturing glory—magic and wonder. Questions and mysteries await us at every turn: the fabric of the universe. But what is the point of it all?
Some would say wonder is a useless pursuit—and perhaps it is, for Wonder in itself does not profit, nor is it incredibly practical. It accomplishes nothing in terms of money or shelter, and yet Wonder touches a deeper part of us: the essence of our nature; our desire to explore, create, and understand. If all we live for is profit, then wonder—beauty—is absolutely and utterly useless. And life is astonishingly empty.
We talk often of choosing happiness. Countless blog articles, podcasts, and other resources exist on the subject, but what does choosing happiness really look like? How can you actually do it?
It sounds so easy: Just choose to be happy! Just choose. That’s it. No further explanation—as if merely deciding to be happy is all it takes. It’s no wonder we get frustrated when it doesn’t work out like that—at least, not for long.