Discovery

We are now at a phase in T's life (8 months) where he is making new discoveries every day about himself and the world he lives in. We left for the weekend and he wasn't playing his little piano; now he pushes the buttons and realizes that he's making those noises. He's getting into finger food. He actually looks at the pictures in books and even starts trying to turn the pages. He giggles when I tell him a doggie says "woof." He makes new noises and crawls faster-and-faster, often throwing a toy a few inches in front of him while he scoots along the floor.

All of this discovery completely delights me. He is learning to engage with and love the world around him.

It makes me wonder if this is how God feels about scientists, who are constantly on a quest to discover new things about themselves and the world they live in. Only God gets to be like, "Oh yeah, I MADE that. BOOM."

I think you could say the same thing about all the professions: engineers, artists, writers, chefs. We're all about some sort of discovery or exploration of God's world, like big kids in a playground created by a Master Designer for his pleasure and ours. What a fun time he must have when we delight in discovery.