Every morning begins too early,
but not always.
Every day starts with an alarm,
but today I hear church bells
at first light.
And I remember from my dreams
to read John 3.
“Come to the light,
so that it may be clearly seen
that their deeds have been done in God.”
Please dear Father, help me carry your first light as my light to see what good you have created in this world, and in the people of your world. Cast out the darkness of my night so that I might walk into the day of your beauty, your earth, with your people, and yes, even of the bird and prey. By Your first light, let me see you in all. Amen