A barely edited poem from my time with God watching the sunrise and reading Psalm 2.
Today I am thankful for… windows. When it’s cold and I don’t want to miss it. For the world outside of me, that God allows me to see.
God gave us another day. Another sunrise. Another opportunity to choose better. To respond with character, integrity and a patience… that will wait for a sunrise. What will you choose?
The sunrise exists because blue and yellow remain who they are, yet hang out together. Together they create a gradient. Go make a sunrise.