I am one of those people that starts the day wide awake and ready to go, and the earlier the better! No caffeine is needed here! Once my feet hit the floor I am already headed towards the gym followed by a warm shower. Then I am ready to take on the world.
One morning, however, I was uncharacteristically tired before the day had even begun. I glumly made my way to BART, my head feeling in a fog. Listless, I went through the motions of entering the station to board a train.
I wasn’t even aware of how far I had travelled on the train when I heard a small voice whispering emphatically, “Wow!…Wow!…Wow!” The voice nudged me and I found myself more alert than I had been. What was it that was eliciting these wows?
The train stopped. “Wow!” the voice exclaimed. The doors opened. “Wow!” People entered. “Wow!” The doors closed. “Wow” The train entered a tunnel. “Wow.” Every stage of the trip was met with an exclamation of wonder.
This small child’s excitement was contagious. I found myself looking at the beauty of the diversity of people found on the train. Wow! I looked outside and could see the ocean. Wow! I saw someone give up their seat to an elderly person. Wow!
This wonderment stayed with me throughout the day. There was beauty in the most unlikely places. I looked at the world--and all I encountered--with new eyes. My day was filled with joy, wonderment, and above all, gratitude.
The Spirit was made manifest for me that day in a small child, whose sense of awe helped me be surprised and amazed once again.
Wow!
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