Whenever I travel I wonder if the water from that ocean or sea has evaporated and fallen on me in my home. I wonder if that moisture touched Jesus? I wonder if any of the evaporation from my home has made it to another continent. I also look at paintings in museums and wonder which stroke was the last of the artist. When I handle something my parents or sister owned I wonder if I’m getting a touch of their DNA.
Whether or not any of my wondering matters, it’s refreshing and rejuvenating to wander in thought. One of my favorite sayings is, “Not all who wander are lost.” I think most of us are just fine and enjoying the journey, wondering and wandering. Here’s to both in 2023.
