Wings of Dawn
I rise on the wings of the dawn
From Psalm 139 vs 7
Waking up from a sound sleep is one thing
Waking up from a bad dream or a very active one is another
Waking up from habit can be both a blessing and the worst.
Morning was never attractive
It just meant another day had started
Going to work, raising kids, it came and went every twenty-four hours.
Now dawn on the other hand is special
It’s that time of first light
It lets us know we start new or start over
Dawn offers hope
And the beauty of knowing our world didn’t end.
If you’ve ever been on an airplane to see dawn
you’d swear you had made it to heaven
If you’ve ever been at the water’s edge
you’d swear a new planet was coming to life.
The perfection of dawn with its spectacular arrival,
its radiance and its colors lets you get lost in the moment
Even on a gloomy overcast day, dawn bring us out of night
with just another lousy forecast
If you live in the north though and those big snowflakes fall,
you can’t call that anything but brilliant.
God’s presence is the wings of dawn lasting twenty-four seven
He never leaves us in fact He pursues us
You can feel that when you see the first drops of light touching the sky
no matter where you are
Anxiety, our constant, along with stress and worry
moves over every dawn with the reality that life goes on
That is why the wings of dawn means the end of darkness
but part of all time
God is with us always – in the depth of where we think we can hide
and out in the open for all to see.