Every morning we arise from the dead. Our resurrected bodies are bursting, reaching, yearning again for the brightness of another day. The vulnerability of the night hours, our practice grave, empowers us to leap gracefully forward into the unknown. Miracles await those who yield to expectation, the explosion of hope and thankfulness happening on our insides. We are alive again!
Meanwhile, the sun glides upwards effortlessly, surrendering once again to its divine purpose- to illuminate the majesty of the mountains on our horizon. The sun throws shadows across the peaks, revealing a detailed silhouette, and the edges appear more jagged than before. But as the sun mixes with clouds and steep terrain in the distance, what once felt dark and ominous is worthy of painting, of capturing through a lens, and of our long stares.
Suddenly, we cannot get enough of the mountainous vistas lying before us, and to think just the other day they were standing in our way, an obstacle we might never travel beyond. The clouds too turn hues of heavenly pinks and oranges and all we can think about is wanting to catch this sight again tomorrow. How early do I need to wake?
The fresh perspective of morning is God’s secret offering. We feel through born-again senses, everything glazed with sweetness of wonder. We are overcome with the satisfaction of a simple day.
In these quiet, early hours when our tender feet grace the untouched ground like a toddler. We learn to walk again and recognize the treacherous landscapes are waiting for us, the inquisitive travelers.
The mountains aren’t taunting us, but they are an invitation to set out into the distance. They beckon us onward with their morning prayer, “Arise from the dead. You are a mountain climber. Come to my tip tops, grab your camera, run towards my beauty. Like the sun, pushes up and over the hills with the birth of another day, so you were made to head for the peaks and paint every cloud with innocence of pink.”
What would happen to our days, our weeks, our generation, if we tuned our hearts to the first notes of the morning?
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