Today I’m linking up with Lisa-Jo at The Gypsy Mama for Five-Minute Friday.
The rules: Write for five minutes. No editing, revising, overthinking, or backtracking. Just write.
Today’s Topic: Wonder
Sometimes I wish I could see life through the eyes of my daughter.
Because, to her, everything is wonder.
She walks outside and sees a blanket of snow covering the ground, and there is nothing more magical.
She randomly stops whatever activity she is doing, stands up and spins…around and around, arms full-on-stretched. Embracing the fullness of life around her…simply because she can.
We’ll be out for a walk in the neighborhood, and she’ll break into her toddler-sprint. Nowhere to go, just simply taking her boundless energy and letting herself fly because, well, why not?
Or, tonight, we were at a Christmas tree lighting. Happy choir music, pretty lights, people all around…and she decides to do backflips.
Hers is a world filled with wonder.
At times, I’m jealous. A little.
It feels like when I grew up (sorta, anyway!) I lost my sense of finding the wonder in all that surrounds me.
I forget that the beauty outside my window screams of my Creator.
I forget that the beautiful girl I am so incredibly privileged to spend my days with is wonder.
And in the hustle and bustle and busy and crazy of all that surrounds Christmas, I sometimes forget about the
That baby who, so long ago, was born in a stable.
He was the picture of wonder that would captivate the world…and change the hearts and lives of multitudes…
One of those being me.
May I always, always remember that wonder…and pass it on to my daughter, too.