A Curious Christmas (Part 2)
The Wonder Hidden in Plain Sight
Waiting changes the way you see.
It slows you down just enough
to notice what’s been there all along.
A patch of sunlight that moves across the floor.
The way your breath clouds the cold air.
A stranger holding a door open without a word.
These things would have happened anyway –
but waiting teaches us to see them.
I used to think wonder was rare,
something reserved for mountaintops and miracles.
Now I think it’s ordinary –
woven into the fabric of every unremarkable day.
It’s just that most of the time,
we’re moving too fast to notice.
Maybe that’s part of what Advent is for.
Not more effort or more doing,
but the slow rediscovery of a world already alive with God.
Nothing spectacular.
Just the familiar made strange again.
The ordinary made radiant by attention.
This week, I’m trying to stay curious enough to see it.
To look at what’s in front of me until it becomes beautiful again.
A small invitation
When something ordinary catches your attention this week –
a sound, a smell, a passing moment –
don’t rush to explain it.
Just stay with it a little longer than usual,
and see what you notice.