“Show me what turns a man’s head
and I will tell you how he’s steering his heart.
What is Lovely, to you?”
Lovely… a wonderer. (Psalm 139:14)
The smartest person is full of answers.
The wisest person is full of wonders.
It’s a wonderful thing to wonder and why, to question and query and wrestle and never settle in the decided safety and security offered by certainty. Dangerous and scary, too. Judged harshly by some.
Wondering has an evil twin sister… Wandering. Lots of folks have them confused, over the years. Wander is a looser gal, all race and revelry, all for uncertainty. Wonder is a worshipper, seeing a higher way, a higher thought, seeing from her heart.
F. Scott Fitzgerald said “The test of a first-rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposed ideas in mind at the same time and still retain the ability to function.”
General relativity says “Everything is either one way, or another.”
Quantum mechanics snorts, giggles, chokes back chuckles, then laughs out loud.
Lovely laughs a lot, too.
Never willing to dismiss the mysterious.
Always ready to wonder, with big ideas or whispering feelings.
Sunsets and tea sets and eyelashes on a baby.
Old kitchens and misty mountains and twinkles splashed all over space.
It’s a wonderful thing to wonder. To be so wonder full.
Lovely… a lover of the One who Loves.
(who’s this Lovely? you’d better start at the beginning…)