Morning has broken, like the first morning…
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird…
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
……..fresh from the word…… Eleanor Farjeon.
Sunrise beautiful… Sunlight streaming beautifully across the eastern sky
Feel the freshness of the breeze as you inhale deeply,
Crisp and sharp is the breeze …. as it cuts across your face.
Hair…..blowing wild and free, as you struggle to keep the blanket drawn close around your shoulders.
The atmosphere is so refreshing
You stand in awe at the magnificence of it all. Just taking in the beauty and wondering at just how marvelous, is our God. He has awakened us to see another day. He has spared us once more…to have a fresh start.
When we think of it…. He did not have to, but, He love us….and He did it.
A friend of mine said, “The world is new to us every morning! This is God’s gift, and every man should believe he is reborn each day…” Think about it… a chance to start all over again. A redo some may say, to correct or right the wrongs, do a little tweaking, a little adjusting. Let us help someone in what ever way we can, to actually start that dream…. Come on, put that plan in motion, just remember: time lost can never be regained.
We have been given a second chance, a second chance to look around. Do you really realize how good is our God?
Do not wait until another day has passed to say if only, or I could have, maybe I should have done. Like the sun rising in the east, to give light and life to a brand new day, rise on the wings of purpose…get cracking…speak life, speak purpose and put your best foot forward.
How would you know what you can do – if you never start?
Make your presence felt, make it known. Feel proud of yourself, knowing that you did something – even if it fails. Just remember… if you have tried and you have failed, it does not mean that you have to give up.
Every morning the sun rise in the sky…so should you arise.