“It’s morning, Gamma'” was my morning wake up call the day after my granddaughter’s sleepover.
Her big brown eyes wide open now, shining behind her naturally long, dark eyelashes. Her silky curls from yesterday are now a wild, tangled bed head delight. “It’s morning outside.” she exclaims again as she climbs into my bed.
“Yes, baby girl, it certainly is. What fun things should we do today?” I reply, as my own eyes are still adjusting to the morning light.
It occurred to me at that moment, she seemed somehow surprised that yet again the morning came to light. With its rise, the sun was offering her another day to play, grow and learn. How amazing it is when the innocence of a child can reveal how much of a gift each day is; offering us a new occurrence, a new opportunity and, indeed, a new blessing. A simple thing, that in reality, is not always promised to to us, yet we expect it always will be.
As adults, we often become immune to the wonder of the sun rising out of the darkness of night and the amazement that God allows us to rest at dusk and, if we are blessed, gives to us a new day with the morning sun. The bussle and rush of the next day’s tasks to be accomplished, chores to be done, dollars to chase, can produce a heavy fog over the beauty of each new morning. In the rush to get through the next day, we are often left with the feeling of unsettled accomplishments and commitments not yet achieved as the sun sets and the night takes over once again. We assume we have tomorrow to continue our hectic pace and attack our to do list, perhaps even with a hint of dread hidden deep inside our hearts.
I wonder, as adults, have we forever lost the awe of the blessing of just waking up to see the sun in the morning?
How lucky would we be if we could capture just a bit of the innocence of the children in our lives and focus on the excitement and love of life that emits from their gentle, untarnished souls. Just think how much better our mornings would be we could feel that element of surprise when the sun peeks over the horizon, yet again.
It’s morning …. again…. and we are blessed with another day to Thrive Through Faith.