The Lord's Times Get up early and watch God make a morning! The dull gray will give way as God pushes the sun toward the horizon, and there will be tints and hues of every shade, that will blend into one perfect light as the full orb of the sun bursts into view. As the King of day moves forth majestically, flooding the earth and every lowly vale, listen then to the music of heaven’s choir as it sings of the majesty of God and the glory of the morning. In the holy hush of the early dawn The clear, pure light of the morning makes me long for the Truth in my heart, which alone can make me pure and clear as the morning, and tune me up to the concert-pitch of the nature around me. And the wind that blew from the sunrise made me hope in the God who first breathed life into mankind. Oh, that He would so fill me with His breath, His mind, His Spirit, that I should think only His thoughts, and live His life, finding therein my own life, only glorified infinitely. What should we poor humans do without the glory of God’s nights and mornings? George MacDonald
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