A New Day

The leather recliner creaks and groans with every breath I take. A year later it's still stiff and resilient against my restless frame. The stars and stripes flutter effortlessly in the morning breeze and distant headlights weave their way to work long before the rest of the town stirs for the break of day. I can't yet see the sunrise but I know it's coming. I anticipate it's loveliness and continue to glance eastwards as I wait in half darkness, half light. Teetering on the edge of this new day, what treasures await me in this anticipatory mood? Like an impatient child on the eve of Christmas, my body prepares to be amazed at the imagined splendor. Like a parent choosing the perfect gift for their child to unwrap on Christmas morning, so too does the Father delight in preparing each and every gift for His children. He knows exactly what will thrill and delight me. And so in the quietness and solitude I eagerly await His blessing. More glances towards the sky and hints of silver pierce the hovering clouds. The hidden beauty can contain itself no longer. Beams of light explode across the horizon and once more I feel the rush of His embrace. How could I not love you in return with such an extravagant display of affection. Like a secret held between a Father and a daughter, the squeals of delight cascade through the parting echoes of the night and right on time, His gift is perfect. The one whom my soul loves has not disappointed. Arise dear one and greet your day. It has been kissed with the dewdrops of love and designed by the Master's hand specifically for you. Each challenge, each hope, each victory are certain to contain the essence of His delight and purpose. You are not alone. He is right here.