Sunrises have always transported me to a happy place. As a teenager, several times I rode my bike across the bridge in Daytona Beach. Sitting cross-legged on the sand, I would keep my eyes glued to the horizon, not wanting to miss a single moment of the “show.”
As the sun slowly began to rise, the sky was an ever-changing canvas. Whether the colors were pale shades of pink and peach or whether they deepened to a spectacular display of coral, orange, and purple, it never failed to take my breath away. I loved how the surface of the water was painted with a subtle pink or golden hue. Sometimes, it would even look like a brilliant sea of blue diamonds.
Watching such sheer beauty unfold is an amazing experience. Whenever I witness a sunrise, I get an infusion of hope. It’s an amazing reminder of God’s love for us. “The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; His mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is Your faithfulness,” Lamentations 3:22-23.
Father God, thank You for the stunning reminder of Your love and faithfulness every time the sun rises or sets. Thank You that Your mercies are new every morning. Most of all, thank You for the hope that rises within us, helping us to trust You for what we cannot see. I put my hope in You. Amen.
