The fabric of our Christianity at different points in history used to be thick and sturdy and somewhat in destructible. Today, however I sense that that fabric is now like an old worn cloth, shredding at the edges, patched all over, with loose seams, tattered like a forgotten flag hanging limp in the wind. There is no substance, no texture, no weight. No ‘wonder.’
One song that’s been in my spirit lately is a spontaneous rendition by Amanda Cook, Bethel Music — “May we never lose our wonder…”
That wonder, that awesomeness, that mysteriousness and superlativeness is absolutely part of our Christianity. The moment our lives lose that evidence which comes as a result of the workings of The Word in our lives — the workings of Jesus, then we begin to wear-out. We become like that forgotten, limp, old and worn flag flapping helplessly in the wind. It is my prayer that you never lose your wonder.
1 John 1:1
That which was from the beginning, which we have heard, which we have seen with our eyes, which we have looked at and our hands have touched — this we proclaim concerning the Word of life. — NIV