GOD'S MORNINGS

 

GOD'S MORNINGS The whole earth is filled with awe at your wonders; where morning dawns, where evening fades, you call forth songs of joy.  Psalm 65:8 NIV Get up early and go to the mountain and watch God make a morning! The dull gray will give way as God pushes the sun towards the horizon, and there will be tints and hues of every shade, that will blend into one perfect light as the full-orbed sun bursts into view. As the King of day moves forth majestically, flooding the earth and every lowly vale with light, listen 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 I hear a Voice “I am with you all the day, Rejoice! Rejoice!” The clear, pure light of the morning made me long for truth in my heart, which alone could make me pure and clear as the morning, and tune me to the concert-pitch of the nature around me. The wind that blew from the sunrise made me hope in the God who had first breathed into me the breath of life; 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 God’s transcendent nights and glorious mornings? By George MacDonald