Wonder

by MIRIAM JESSIE

Sometimes it seems like Christmas is ‘for the kids’. All the racing around and elfing on the shelf, photos with Santa, carols services…. It can seem like the only ones hanging out for the 25th to roll around are the littles.  While in the background stressed out, resentful, madly pedaling parents try to keep the magic alive as the 25th comes racing around the corner at breakneck speed.

And I wonder if we’ve lost the wonder, and until we can regain it the effort is all in vain.  Perhaps somewhere along the way we’ve bought into an idea that says cynical, been there done that, there’s nothing new under the sun = mature, in the same way our teenager self felt the pressure not to be overly excited by anything….

We’ve become what we believe is mature.  Don’t be hyped up, don’t be too much, don’t be childish. And along the way we’ve lost childlike.

This Christmas I’m looking to become wonder-filled again. To enter into Christmas and Advent with awe-struck wonder.  To lie on my back with the shepherds in the dark of the night as the stars give way to a myriad of angels in joyful chorus. To stop and really think about that scene. The wonder of a heavenly chorus stepped into the midst of runaway sheep, fear of wolves, cold nights and pasture disagreements.

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Wonder – at the heavens rolled back to celestial song.

To sit in a room of scrolls and calculations amidst a group of men who realize they have seen a sign that heralds the arrival of awesome and unknown royalty in the dust of earth. To stop and really think about that scene. The pounding of their hearts, the speed and volume rising conversations as they start to pack for a journey which will take them to places they have never seen.

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Wonder – at the answers and questions realized in a lifetime of study that changes the course of your life.

To be present in a small room with two women, in different places, unexpectedly discovering they are pregnant. To stop and really think about that scene. One woman amazed after a lifetime of disappointment, one woman sure – confirming the visitation was real after all.

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Wonder – at new life steadily growing despite all the impossibilities. Babies who would change more than the life of the woman who just became aware of them in secret.

Wonder is my current word for Advent – because Christmas isn’t for children, or rich people, or people with PAs, or people who are crazy. Christmas is for all of us.

And wonder – wonder changes our hearts. Wonder stops us in our tracks so we don’t miss a tiny baby crying in the night. Wonder means we don’t miss out on love come down.

The Word became flesh and blood,
and moved into the neighbourhood.
We saw the glory with our own eyes,
the one-of-a-kind glory,
like Father, like son,
Generous inside and out,
true from start to finish.

DF-09134 Nativity , May 18, 2006 Photo by Jaimie Trueblood/newline.wireimage.com To license this image (9139053), contact NewLine: U.S. +1-212-686-8900 / U.K. +44-207 659 2815 / Australia +61-2-8262-9222 / Japan: +81-3-5464-7020 +1 212-686-8901 (fax) info@wireimage.com (e-mail) NewLine.wireimage.com (web site)

Wonder is waiting for us all, waiting for us to stop like a toddler stops marvel at a
dandelion, or an astronomer stays up all night gazing at the vastness of the heavens.

Wonder is a gift for those who stop, who look, who listen, who wait.

May we all be wonder-filled this Christmas.
May we behold the glory, and, let it make Christmas the most exciting thing we have partaken in all year..

Miriam xo

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Miriam Jessie is a Kiwi, living in Australia, a teacher, education consultant and blogger.
You can read Miriam’s blog here {click}

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