This morning, I naturally woke up at around 6:30am, and I was unable to get back to sleep due to all kinds of things. Things like thoughts about the day, thoughts about my current season of life, aches and pains of not being twenty anymore, and the thought of getting an early start might be helpful today.
So I hopped out of bed, made a pot of coffee, and chose to spend time in God’s word on the front porch. It was a bit on the cool side at 46 degrees, but it was exceptionally beautiful this morning. I caught the pre-sunrise sky with the deep blue expanse accented by clouds that ranged from light pink to fiery red covering parts of the sky in wispy cloud formations that looked more like angels wings than anything else. I observed a variety of birds going about their morning chores, and a family of cardinals working in the sidewalk mulch. Then as the sun crested the horizon, it’s direct light hit the tips of the tallest trees first, and then gradually worked its way to earth casting long morning shadows in the field in front of the house. God’s hand of glory and complete sovereignty on full display in the process as the promise of a new day broke through. The hope that comes with the light and activity of the dawning of a new day could be seen, heard, smelled, and felt. The hope that comes with the light chasing away the darkness, and the activity of the dawning of a new start, a chance to try again. It is something that I need a constant reminder of, and it perfectly aligns with the lyrics of the song that I had playing in my head as I woke up this morning. The song is “I Thank God” by Maverick City, and the condensed lyrics go something like: “Wandering into the night, wanting a place to hide this weary soul… just when I ran out of road, I met a Man I didn’t know… He picked me up, He turned me around, He placed my feet on solid ground… I thank the Master, I thank the Savior, I thank God.” A thankful heart is what I am starting my day with today. That is something that I needed this morning in this season of life, and I hope it blesses you too
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