The dawn of a new day signifies new beginnings with a hush in the crisp, fresh air and the grass glimmering with liquid diamonds. Choirs of feathered creatures usher in the joy and hope that is morning. Our creator, in His wisdom, gives us this gift once every twenty-four hours. No matter how terrible our day, we have the endearing hope that tomorrow is a new day; tomorrow we receive a fresh new beginning.
For years, I’ve missed these early, golden morning hours, celebrating instead, the solemn quiet stillness of my sleepy town. However, I’ve discovered that savoring this expectant time of the day has become one of my deepest joys.
My new beginning is dawning. As I behold the first colorful beams of light splay across the sky, I wait expectantly, full of awe and wonder. Because I know the sun is just about to rise over the horizon. And the Son brings with Him the fullness of His promises – the wonderful, fresh new beginning for which I’ve been expectantly waiting.
Because of the NIV)great love we are not consumed, for his compassion’s never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. I say to myself, “The is my portion; therefore I will wait for him.” Lamentations 3:22-24 (
Father, thank you for the gift you give us with the dawning of