I Dare You to Look

 What is it about looking through a telescope that intrigues us? Is it the mystery of distant planets and stars? Do we feel closer to something spectacular? Are we looking for answers out there? Or maybe it’s just plain cool to see something out of the ordinary.

Last week, after a late dinner with friends, we raced outside to watch the International Space Station fly across the western sky; it took a whopping 60 seconds for the bright dot to fade out of view. Tonight, thousands of people will speckle neighborhood lawns and hilltops to witness Jupiter’s closest pass to Earth since 1963. We desire to witness the extraordinary, and we want others to see it with us.

Consider your youth, daydreaming about a life that felt so far away, yet through the telescope of your mind you could almost touch it. You adjusted the focus, the image blurred in and out, and eventually the fuzzy reflection turned into sharp detail. That image revealed your future hopes, your dreams, your aspirations. I’d bet it was fantastic to your 12 year-old heart, and I’d bet you wanted your mom and dad, your brother or sister, your friends and cousins, and maybe an inspiring school teacher or coach, all of them to see it. And maybe you weren’t 12; maybe you were 24, or 48. The image was real, no matter the age.

Years passed, and the telescope got stuffed in a closet or shoved under your bed. It eventually made its way to the attic, or the garage sale. You never looked again. Whatever dreams you had back then drifted helplessly into deep space, marooned on a planet in a galaxy far, far away. All radio contact? Terminated.

I’ve got some good news for you: the Eagle didn’t crash. It landed several years ago, and your lost hopes have been attempting to make contact. Those dreams may look a bit different now, but even through the static of many years, your heart is still wired to receive the transmission. Don’t tune it out.

And I dare you to look through the dusty telescope. Despite what your eyes have seen and what choices you’ve made over the long haul, you’ll find that the same stars are still shining. There is hope for us yet.

Brandon Heath’s song “Wait and See” wonderfully tells a similar story.  Below the video are the lyrics to the last half of the song. It’ll help you remember…


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“Wait and See” by Brandon Heath

(lyrics excerpt)

There is hope, for me yet
Because God won’t forget
All the plans he’s made for me
I have to wait and see
He’s not finished with me yet
He’s not finished with me yet

Still wondering why I’m here
Still wrestling with my fear
But oh, He’s up to something

And the farther on I go
I’ve seen enough to know that I’m not here for nothing
He’s up to something

So now’s my time to be a man,
Follow my heart as far as I can
No telling where I’m ending up tonight
I never slow down or so it seems
But singing my heart it’s one of my dreams
All I gotta do is hold on tight

There is hope, for me yet
Because God won’t forget
All the plans he’s made for me
I have to wait and see
He’s not finished with me yet
He’s not finished with me yet

Photo courtesy of Steve Cole/Getty Images

2 thoughts on “I Dare You to Look

  1. Bert, thanks man. It seems no matter how many times I’ve looked through a telescope, something draws me back, even to look at the same thing.Kind of like our dreams. I can’t count how many times I’ve wanted to quit–no doubt life can be a pain in the arse. But we keep reaching for them, no matter how ridiculously far away they appear. Something (or someone rather) tells us to keep going, to grow through the process. We can do this. 🙂


  2. Excellent topic. Why do so many give up and walk through life feeling defeated and without dreams? Saw a FB post today from 6 am that talked about excitement of starting the day. Another friend of theirs commented that they were ready for the day to end. End? It just started!There is magic in the mystery of where your day will take you.


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