At 3:30 this morning, I crawled out of bed, put on my flip-flops, grabbed my pillow, fixed a cup of coffee, and went outside to watch for meteor showers.  I had already arranged two chairs so I could put my feet up and tilt my head back.  The chairs were facing north and the seat cushions ready to put on.  So, I was able to get into position and comfortable fairly quickly.

As I was giving my eyes times to adjust, I think I saw a one or two faint streaks which could have been meteors.  Or, it could have been my eyes playing tricks on me and my wishful thinking.  As I sat there waiting, I wondered if I missed some when I looked down to sip some coffee.  I also wondered if they'd be so far away and faint that I would wonder the whole time if I really saw meteors.

Then it happened.  

One streaked across the sky that was so bright I declare it's tail sparkled.  If it wasn't a fireball, it's the closest thing to one I'll probably ever see.  It was so spectacular that I said "oh it's so beautiful" out loud!  And, I told myself at that moment, that sight made all this effort worth it.

In that moment I was satisfied.  But, that glorious moment also left me wanting more.  Those two emotions at the same time fascinated me.  Anyway, I felt like a child whose daddy had just delighted her because my heart was saying "do it again Abba (daddy) Father, do it again!  

So, I sat there waiting and watching for the wonder because I wanted more. All in all, I saw twelve or so streaks across the sky and even got to see a satellite crossing over.  More spectacular was what God was doing in my heart!

As I sat there for a few hours waiting for more, I prayed, I worshipped, and I wondered.  Mostly I was in wonder because the heavens truly do declare His majesty.  But still, I wondered...

When I would come inside for more coffee or look down to sip what I had, I wondered how much I was missing.  It made me wonder about all I had missed all those times when my eyes were not fixed on my Jesus.  I wondered what I would do and how I would respond if I saw the "heavens opened up and the Son of Man standing at the right hand of God" (Acts 7:56).  I wondered why I kept wanting to see more.  I wondered why I was a little disappointed that the next time and the next time wasn't as glorious as that first time - that first sighting.  I wondered about so many things.  I even wondered about why I started losing my wonder.

The longer I sat there waiting, watching, praying, worshipping, wondering...I noticed that in between the sighting I started getting bored.  I had to intentionally focus.  In that moment I wondered how many life application sermons that would preach!  At some point, my next door neighbors outside light came on, and they let their dog out.  The activity distracted me.  The longer I sat there, the more distracted I was getting.  I was aware of just how uncomfortable was the position of my neck and how the dew had settled on my skin, hair, and cushions.  At one point, my stomach started growling.  Seriously?  

These distractions were annoying me.  They were messing with my ability to remain in awe and wonder! Well, I'd had my moments.  Maybe it was time to just give up and come inside.  Oh, how I wondered how many times have I gotten distracted and given up, stopped looking up, and lost my awe and wonder.  Sadly, too many times. I got up, fixed another cup of coffee and determined I would stay until I could no longer see the stars. Until there was nothing left to see.

I saw a few more meteors fly by after that. Nothing spectacular but I was ready just in case God decided to scoop up a few of those meteors in His hand and throw them down like some spectacular fireworks display.  He could do it, you know.  

The real wonder in those few hours is how God took His word which I had studied and hidden in my heart and through His Spirit brought it to remembrance. I could see with my very own eyes and experience for myself the absolute truth of His word - for me personally.  It's also a wonder how He took His word and what was going on in my mind, heart, and body to reveal to me things that go on in my life spiritually and in my relationship with Him.  God blows my mind.  Every focused and intentional moment I spend with Him leaves me saying...

Do it again Daddy, do it again.