I came across another G.K. Chesterton pearl in my reading this morning. He wrote a century ago:

“The world will never starve for want of wonders, only for want of wonder.”

What will capture our imagination today? What will tug at our hearts as a call from the deep? What will refocus our attention away from the grit that addles our minds and constricts our hearts?

Chesterton so adroitly captures vast truths in the simplest phrases. Of what do we starve? Whose voices capture our attention? If wonder is like oxygen, then its absence is a form of asphyxiation.

My soul yearns for wonder. I believe I was created for wonder. Perhaps, to seek Wonder is our life’s mission. Perhaps to know Wonderful is to be fulfilled.