Now that the new year has started, I have shifted to a new reading practice. As my last posts note, last year, I read one poem per day from Rainer Maria Rilke. This year, once per week, I am reading a reflection from “We Make the Road by Walking,” by Brian McLaren.
The following passage comes from a chapter entitled “awe and wonder.”
To be alive is to look up at the stars on a dark night and to feel the beyond-words awe of space in its vastness. To be alive is to look down from a mountaintop on a bright, clear day and to feel the wonder that can only be expressed in ‘oh’ or ‘wow’ or maybe ‘hallelujah.’ To be alive is to look out from the beach toward the horizon at sunrise or sunset and to savor the joy of it all in pregnant, saturated silence. To be alive is to gaze in delight at a single bird, tree, leaf, or friend, and to feel that they whisper of a creator or source we all share.
Courtesy of Shane Beardegroote
