The Dawn of A New Day

Sunrise. It is a precious moment. One I rarely experience and each time I do I lecture myself to do it more frequently. In heeding my lectures, I confess, I am a slow learner.

As I again witness the dawn of a new day, I marvel at God’s creation. ‘The heavens declare the glory of God and the firmament shows his handiwork’. The psalmist David may well have been watching the dawn of a new day when he wrote those words. He enjoyed God’s creation.

As the darkness fades, the sun begins to shed its light, before we even see it peeking over the horizon. It is gradual and comforting, inviting me to worship the God who designed this incredible plan.

I watch and my heart is moved. My God is so wonderful!

I remember the day my soul experienced the rising of The Son. When my spirit was set free from the darkness that had me bound. In His love, God revealed Himself slowly and gently. He was kind and patient, like the sun slowly spreading its light, He showed Himself to me. Then there was that moment when the sky, blazing a fiery red, burst into light, and I saw Him. I felt His arms surround me, warmth streaming through my body, stirring my cold, sin-hardened heart to new life. It was a glorious dawn.

The memory makes my heart cries out, “Jesus, Jesus! How I love you! I, who did not deserve you, have been blessed by Your love, Your embrace! Thank you Jesus!” The birds chirp excitedly, as though hearing the thrill of my heart.

Yes, the heavens declare the glory of God; all creation speaks of the awesome Creator of the universe!

And as I listen, I hear Him whisper gently, “There is another dawn more magnificent than this. The joy you experience as you witness the rising of the sun does not begin to compare with the joy you will know when you come into my presence forever. It is for that glorious dawn that My Son died and rose, shedding His light on the darkness of sin that covered the earth, so that you could be with me.”