During the summer months, I drag my body out of bed before 6 am, lace up my running shoes and head out the door for an early morning 3.1 mile jog. If I could run later in the day, even an hour later, I would gladly do it. But this is what works. Only for a short part of the year, is the sun up at this time, allowing me to see where I'm going, making me feel safe. Because I am up so early, I have witnessed countless sunrises, testifying of my Creator's glory. This past week, my eyes drank in the hues of pinks and oranges and purples of a sunrise, and I was amazed at how quickly it passed, and became a normal, cloudy morning with little hint of a sun. I thought, "I would've missed this if I had slept in as late as I wanted to! I would've missed it if I'd been 10 minutes later!" It got me thinking, how often do I miss the Father's Glory because I'm not looking? Beyond sunrises missed, how much does the Father demonstrate and wait for my applause? Only, I missed it. My mind was asleep, focused on my own self. His glory is there to be seen, if my eyes are focused and my heart in tune.

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Wonderful thoughts - I love how you composed this shot with the wording.
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