The last two mornings I have had the opportunity to see the sun rise. While I’m not a morning person, but the sun rise both mornings was breath-taking. But the thing that struck me most was that both days while beautiful were completely different. The God of all creation painted a colorful picture to ease my early morning “hate to get up for work” pain. It was as if God was saying to me, “Good morning, daughter. I’m looking forward to our day.”
Think about it, twice a day, everyday our great God paints a picture that is miraculous and completely different each time. All we have to do is look up.
Outside my window right now is a thunderstorm. It’s one of those that come from a cold front and warm front colliding and the laws of nature duel. The thunder rumbles through your soul. Searching the sky for the next strike of lightning can be unnerving – no way to predict.
Weather can be planned for, but no man can control it. How refreshing to experience something that we don’t have to control or schedule. Even planning for what a meteorologist predicts is rarely completely accurate. They do their best, but weather isn’t something God calls profits to. How wonderful it is it to experiencing something completely surrendered to God’s hand as weather?
After the storm passes, many times the morning brings a calm spirit among nature and clean air settles in. Whatever damage has been left behind, may cause grief and pain, but also provides the opportunity for a fresh start.
Consider our friends Canadian Geese – I love the fact that the population has invaded their waterways and land and they just go about their business. They take full advantage of our gardens to bed down a nest, puddles and drainage ditches full from rain or even traffic doesn’t bother their daily routine. Love it! They have no sense of time what they need to do to fulfill their needs of the day.