I wrote this a while back, astonished by a beautiful sunrise I saw one morning.
Today I saw the same exact one. I witnessed the transformation of a gloomy dawn to a sky full of strokes of purple and orange. In a matter of seconds, the mix of the colors radiated on the clouds as a rosy pink. I gasped and jumped out of the bed. Here I was, 7.28 Am, looking out my window, mouth wide open at the sight. First of all, I don't even tend to wake up that early, so the fact I was awake to see the sun rise is just another miracle I experienced. Second of all, the day was foggy and promised rain... Why would there be such a beautiful sunrise, as the ones you see by the beach or a bright summer morn, in a plain November dawn? There's maybe be some scientific or logical explanation to it.. Or maybe I'm just a lazy person who sleeps in through every sunrise and acts as if any sunrise I see is out of the ordinary... But I'd like to think of it as another way God shows me He gives second chances. He gives me a day full of opportunities, full of blessings and full of lessons. And even when the day turns out nothing like I expect it to be, He keeps promising a new sunrise.
Lamentations 3:22-23
Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed,
for his compassions never fail.
23
They are new every morning;
great is your faithfulness.
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