Amazed

The moon is ethereal tonight. Driving home after watching LOST with some friends, my gaze was constantly drawn to the brilliance of the glowing orb. I have a sneaking suspicion that the percentage of auto accidents rise drastically on full-moon evenings. That is, if all drivers are like me. The moon stole my attention for most of the trip and it's a small wonder I didn't plow into a tree, lamp post, racoon, or any other major object as a result.

I'm glad the moon isn't full every night or my amazement might wear off. Let me rephrase that. My amazement WOULD wear off. I live in Colorado Springs, Colorado. I hold a front row seat to a magnificent mountain display, but I will sadly admit that I don't consciously marvel at its beauty anymore like I once did. It's not that I am completely apathetic to its beauty, but I just don't drool over it as much as I did at first. Humans are like that. They simply get desensitized and familiarized.

As Easter approaches, I am contemplating my love for Christ. Have I allowed my heart to become too familiarized with my walk with Him? Has my adoration and appreciation of His saving grace in my life grown lacluster due to the passage of time? The answer is, at times, yes.

My prayer this Easter is that I would continue to cultivate a deeper sense of reverance, awe, and thankfulness regarding my Savior. My petition is that, unlike my wavering admiration of the moon and mountains, my heart would steadily grow into a deeper love for and worship of Him. He has conquered the grave and freely offers new life to those who believe. Unfathomable Love. May I never cease to be amazed.