CONSIDER SOME “AH, AW, AWE” MOMENTS:
A pickup swerves into our lane, I yell a scary, “Ah.”
Texas makes a TD against OU. I yell, “Awww,” in disgust.
OU makes a TD against Texas. “Aaaaahhhh!” in delight.
Then there are Aw’s of sympathy. Like Aw when Kristina stubbed her toe on the chair leg. And Aw’s of pain. Like when I stub my toe on a chair leg.
“Ah” when I figure out how to retrieve a document from the computer.
“Aw” when I can’t go to a party because of a prior commitment.
“Aw” when the electricity goes off and my article is only half typed.
“Ah” when I get the point of a funny joke.
“Aw” when my son calls and says he has a flat on the highway, to come and get him, and then he laughs and you know he was just pulling your leg.
“Ah, ah, ah,” when reprimanding and pointing a finger at a naughty child.
Then there are “Aw” moments that are “Awe” moments:
Thinking how big numbers can get if you keep adding zeros.
Seeing the River Dancers for the first time.
Looking at tiny toes of a sleeping baby.
Watching nine puppies snuggling mom for milk.
Listening to Taps after the soldier’s sacrifice.
Feeling the beat of my heart doing its job all these years.
Sitting at the feet of Jesus. meditating on his love.
Singing in the Rockies, “I bow at thy shrine, my Savior divine, my wonderful, wonderful Lord.”
Ah, Lord God, how awesome are so many Big-Little “awe” things.