Every single day the sun comes up in the morning. We don't think about it. We don't pray for it to happen. We don't hold our breath and worry. We know, absolutely, that each day the light will come. It may be cloudy, it may be overcast, or it may be clear skies, but whatever is going on in our atmosphere, we will see daylight.
Recently, I have been getting up earlier in the morning, and I see more sunrises. It is not a random event. The timing is so exact, we can schedule our lives by it. There is a moment each day when I can look to the east, and the sky is bright, but if I look to the west, darkness still reigns. That reminds me of life. We can either look to the light, or pursue the darkness. God has left the choice to us, but our answer determines how we spend eternity.
In John 8:12, Jesus said,
"I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life."
Night brings rest and comfort and healing to the body. But darkness of the soul brings none of those things. Today I am grateful for the sunrise, just as predicted, every day of my life. It is part of God's perfect plan, renewing and refreshing, just as he renews and refreshes us.
Dear Lord, thank you for the sunrise each day. It brings hope and opportunity and a reminder that you have a plan that surpasses anything I can do. Amen.
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