All people will fear; they will proclaim the works of God and ponder what he has done. Psalm 64:9

By disposition I am a ponderer. I ponder heaven and hell and God’s mercy and His grace. I ponder poverty and wealth and justice and where I was born. It’s not possible to stare out into the stars at night and just wonder. When you see something absolutely spectacular in nature, you can’t help but ponder how it all came to be.

I recall a number of years ago when I was living in Alaska. The temperature was perhaps -20 and I was walking to a midnight shift across a soccer field. I looked up and watched the Northern Lights dance across the Winter sky and I pondered. When I arrive at work people noticed my prolonged smile. I was amazed at the beauty and greatness and brilliance of what I had just seen fifteen minutes before. I had seen the Northern Lights plenty of times before and many times after but that one instance caused me to wonder and ponder.

It’s not difficult to notice the “works of God”, and it isn’t just about the beauty of nature. A newborn baby, a radically changed life, a child bowing her head in prayer, or a wedding ceremony are all times we can stop and ponder the greatness of God.

As a nation we are so blessed in every sense of the word. Having our basic needs met fairly easily enables us to ponder deeper, more meaningful things about life. But it also gives us a greater responsibility to do something more meaningful, and not just to exist.

What would God have you do? The question I ponder more than anything is this: why was I born where I was born with the talents and gifts I now have?

Answer that one question honestly and it could change your life forever.

It’s something to ponder, isn’t it?