My wife has a sign that she puts up every year with the Christmas decorations. It says, “May you never be too grown up to search the skies on Christmas Eve.”

What happens to wonder as we grow up?

Christian author Drew Dyck wrote a book called Yawning at Tigers: You Can’t Tame God so Stop Trying. The point is to help people recapture the wonder of God. 

Drew told the story of friends who adopted two children from a country in Africa. They were loving parents and excited to have this new addition to their three biological children, but the transition wasn’t easy. The kids had lived on the streets and then in an orphanage.  

The deprivation they’d experienced kept manifesting itself.

Once they finished playing with a toy, they might break it to make sure no one else could play with it.

At mealtimes, they would gorge themselves. If they saw the milk or cereal running low, they’d get nervous. “Is there plenty, Mommy?” they would ask. Despite their parents’ assurances, they would drink milk until they were sick. The parents would take them to the store and point out row after row of milk. They’d say, “See, there is so much milk, we will never run out.”

Drew says we’re like those children.

“We’re raised on the streets too. No, not like those kids, but out in the world, where people jockey for position; where the strong take advantage of the weak. 

We learn to look out for number one.

The wonder gets beaten out of us.

But then a miracle happens. God adopts us. We become part of his family. We find ourselves loved. 

We’re introduced to a whole new way of living, where the last are first and the meek are blessed.

But old habits die hard. So, we drink all the milk.

We wonder if God really will provide. Not just possessions, but meaning and love.

Drew says, “I’m convinced that there’s really one big question at the heart of life and that our answer to that question will ripple throughout our time on earth and into eternity.

The question is simply this: “Are you going to believe that God loves you?”

Christmas is proof that he does.


The “Cosmic Cliffs” of the Carina Nebula, one of the first images recently released from the James Webb Space Telescope. The Carina Nebula is a cloud of gas and dust 7,600 light-years from earth. In this infrared image, the “cliffs” are actually formations of dust carved by ultraviolet radiation from young stars. The tallest “peaks” in this image are 7 light-years high.

If anyone is looking for a last-minute Christmas gift idea, Costco is selling the HoMedics Drift Sandscape. For $300 (marked down from $400) you can watch a metal ball make patterns in a bowl of sand. HoMedics says the Drift is “mindfulness made easy. Whether you’re feeling overwhelmed and overworked or looking for a way to slow down and be more present, Drift makes it easy to find your inner peace.”

I came across the Drift display this week at Costco. It is cool, but I wonder how long it would take for “mindfulness” to get boring.

It might be cheaper just to put pictures from the new Webb Space Telescope on our screens. As one stupendous image dissolves into the next, we could remind ourselves that the one who spoke galaxies and nebulae into being made us too.

King David wrote in Psalm 8, “When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is man that you are mindful of him, the son of man that you care for him?” 

We are not specks of cosmic dust.

We fill God’s mind.

Nebulae don’t fill God’s mind. We do. 

God is so mindful of us that he sent his one and only son, Jesus Christ, to live and die for us. 

We don’t need another $300 gadget. We need to fill our minds with God. 

Making an entrance

The Air Force just announced its new bomber, the B-21, to great fanfare.

It took me back to one of my favorite Air Force memories.

It was July 1986 when I was part of a four-person crew that flew a brand-new bomber, the B-1B, in its first appearance in a civilian air show in Dayton. The headline the next day on the front page of the Dayton Daily News read, “B-1B steals show in first appearance at Dayton airport.” Another article called our entrance, at 600 mph, “show stopping.” Most of the “countless thousands” of people there that day had never seen a plane like the B-1B. For a day, the four of us were celebrities.

Think of the way a football team makes an entrance.

Think celebrity introductions.

Then think of the way God came to us.

The Prophet Isaiah said that the Messiah would come, but it would be like a shoot coming out of dead stump.



The most subtle way imaginable.

Yet somehow, contained within that tiny shoot would be:

“The Spirit of wisdom and of understanding,

“The Spirit of counsel and of power,

“The Spirit of knowledge and of the fear of the LORD…”

It was fun, all those years ago, to be a celebrity for a day.

But when God sent his Son into the world, he would have none of that.

And yet, within that shoot was the power to “fill the earth with the knowledge of the Lord.”