What Children Taught Me About Wonder

The other day, I found myself in the company of a group of children. I had walked in thinking I’d inspire them—with stories of hard work, vision, and success. But as always, the tables turned. They ended up inspiring me.

One child looked up at a bird soaring across the sky and asked, “How does it know where home is?”

Another, eyes bright with possibility, sketched a rocket and said with a smile, “One day I’ll fly to the moon. Want to come?”

No filters. No fear. Just dreams—spoken out loud, as if they were the most natural thing in the world.

And maybe they are.

In a world obsessed with having all the answers, children remind us of something far more valuable—the power of questions. The kind that don’t require immediate answers. The kind that stretch the imagination. The kind that live in wonder.

We spend much of our adult lives measuring, managing, and mitigating risks. Somewhere along the way, we lose the fearless spirit of asking why not instead of why. We trade in our dreams for routines, our curiosity for caution.

But these little ones? They still believe.

They believe a bird knows its way home because it just does.
They believe they’ll fly to the moon someday—and invite you along.
They believe the impossible is only something adults haven’t figured out yet.

And in that belief, they reflect what might just be God’s finest creation: not just children—but the purity of their vision. Their unwavering, unfiltered faith that anything is possible.

If we listened more to the children around us, maybe we’d remember what it’s like to live in possibility. To sit in awe. To ask questions, not because we need answers—but because the questions themselves are beautiful.

Here’s to wonder.
Here’s to curiosity.
Here’s to the fearless dreamers we all once were.