The Morning Light

Today I rose before the sun. I don’t do that often. I try to avoid it. I like my sleep. But today I enjoyed it. It made my day better.

The first thing I saw when I opened the front door was the morning and the evening star aligned one on top of the other. I’d never seen that before. It was beautiful. And then I sat at the table by the window at McDonald’s and watched the sun rise and watched the world around me come to life. It was worth it. If you’ve never watched the sun rise; do it. Make time for it.

Brush away the cobwebs of sleep. With hot cup of coffee in hand, watch the sun rise. Just sit there at your favorite vantage point and watch the night fade into glorious day. Watch the color spill over the horizon as it chases the darkness away. Listen to the orchestra of crickets, frogs, and hoot owls fade into a crescendo of bird song. Watch the birds flit about searching for the worm caught unawares. Watch the deadness of night turn into the hustle and bustle of the morning commute. Watch the world come to life. And then remind yourself who the Morning Star is, and thank Him for a new day with air-filled lungs and put on the armour of light. His mercies are new every morning.

Lamentations 3:22-24 KJV

It is of the Lord‘s mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not. They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness. The Lord is my portion, saith my soul; therefore will I hope in him.

Romans 13:12 KJV

 The night is far spent, the day is at hand: let us therefore cast off the works of darkness, and let us put on the armour of light.

Revelation 22:16

 “I…am the Bright and Morning Star.”

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