Love Month – February 3

I love a sunrise.

I wake up before sunrise most mornings, but I seldom see it. I’m usually catatonic, drinking coffee and reading in my bedroom with the blinds closed. Yes, I am a morning hermit.

But this morning I was on my way to get my coffee and caught a glimpse of this through the window over my front door.

It was quite beautiful, so I opened the front door and this is what greeted me.

The sun rises every morning, but sometimes we fail to see it. Clouds and fog and such can mean a pale imitation of days like today. Often we miss it completely because we don’t look or it’s not visible.

But it’s there anyway. The new day. A gift.

These days we get our own personal watercolor by the Creator? They are a bonus.

It’s Monday morning and some of you are already grumbling and feeling heavily burdened. Weighed down by life. I’m personally weary just thinking about what is on my plate for the week.

But a sunrise is my reminder that we live in a magnificent world. That this is a day of promise and beauty. I can stay in bed with the covers over my head, or I can accept the challenge. I choose to do the latter.

While I am no artist, I can create beauty in how I live this day. It’s up to me to notice the gifts and potential and possibilities and do my part to grow them. And to nudge others to notice the beauty in theirs. Consider yourself nudged.

I love a sunrise because it reminds me of never-ending renewable hope.

“Rest but never quit. Even the sun has a sinking spell each evening. But it always rises the next morning. At sunrise, every soul is born again.” – Muhammad Ali

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