Sunrise invigorates me--as long as I'm not too sleepy. Seeing the world become visible and light, jump starts my mind. (Along with my dog demanding to go out for his business.)
Why is the sky is most beautiful at sunrise and sunset? Colors strewn in the sky by God's hand, just for us.
And why is it that after the dead of winter, God declares new life to sprout.
(See the dead leaves and the new sprouts on my bougainvillea? I thought for sure it had bit the dust this cold winter.)
Could these be a foreshadow of the time when heaven and earth collided, suspended over a crude cross, waiting an eternity for the sunrise on the third day?
"At the crack of dawn on Sunday, the women came to the tomb carrying the burial spices they had prepared. They found the entrance stone rolled back from the tomb, so they walked in.
But once inside, they couldn't find the body of the Master Jesus....Then out of nowhere it seemed, two men, light cascading over them, stood there...said, 'Why are you looking the the Living One in a cemetery? He is not here, but raised up. Remember how he told you when you were still back in Galilee that he had to be handed over to sinners, be killed on a cross, and in three days rise up?'
Then they remembered." Luke 24:1-8
They remembered, especially Mary, Zachariah's prophecy before Jesus birth.
"Through the heartfelt mercies of our God, God's Sunrise will break in upon us, shining on those in the darkness, those sitting in the shadow of death, then showing us the way, one foot at a time, down the path of peace." Luke 1:78-79
May God's Sunrise shine in you all the way down to your soul.