Find the Joy
by Janet Chester Bly
On a starry night in 1610 in Padua, Italy, Galileo pointed his handmade telescope skyward, stared into the eyepiece, and gasped. Four white spots floated near a bright, shining planet. He discovered Jupiter’s four major moons, hidden from view until he persevered to scout them out.
Galileo found a marvel in the familiar.
So can you, by alertness and asking God to awaken your sense of wonder.
What if your eyes opened this morning with nothing to see? No light of any kind.
What if there was no water or moisture? A few taunting clouds drifted by devoid of dewdrops. No cool cover of fog or sweet smell of sprinkles. Not a trickle of a creek or rushing waterfalls or swirling snow.
What if you were plunged into stony stillness, a world of stationary gargoyles, rigid as tombs? Not a wisp of wind. No flying finches or scampering squirrels. No tick of a clock or falling leaf. No sounds at all. Sounds peaceful? However, long-term prisoners know the sheer delight to be found in the company of a rat or anything that moves.
What if you endured an existence where nothing ever grew? No bursting buds or burrowing acorns. No spindly legged calves or yellow chick balls. No babies or bulbs. No seasons or smells of fresh cut lawn.
What would it take to make the ordinary a wonder for you? Maybe you believe you’ve exhausted the store of wonders from your life, when all you know is the tip of the iceberg.
Wonder happens when you reach out and fondle beauty, instead of merely passing it by.
Wonder happens when you come alongside a kindred companion who sharpens your awareness.
Wonder comes to those who watch and wait while working. A perceptive observer can find a layer of surprise in any scene. Like an archaeologist who spends days crouched in the dirt, digging through garbage and grave sites to learn about ancient civilizations and critters.
Sift out joy in the inert mud of your day.
Search for joy in the dark shadows of your night.
You can usually see and hear more keenly in the night. The sky is quieter, clearer. Those who lose a constant, an expected comfort, such as the suddenly ill or wounded or transferred know the sensation.
Patient, persistent observers like Galileo can enter the world of wonder from anywhere.
Janet Chester Bly is the widow of award-winning western author Stephen Bly. They authored and co-authored more than 120 fiction and nonfiction books for adults and kids (8-12 years old). She lives in north-central Idaho on the Nezperce Indian Reservation at 4,200 ft. elev. Contact: firstname.lastname@example.org Website: www.BlyBooks.com