I woke up at 5:30 a.m. Of course I stayed in bed. My kids are older now so Christmas morning doesn’t start at 6 a.m. anymore. We actually had a family meeting to negotiate an 8:20 a.m. start time. (8:23 was even on the table.) As I snuggled under the covers with no hope of falling back to sleep, I thought of the sunrise. I realized I could watch the sun rise on Christmas morning. I opened my blinds and waited for the first sign of pink. I grabbed my Snoopy blanket and headed out front for a better view.
The skyline glowed with a red-pink hue. The air stood still. The cold didn’t feel cold (thanks to Snoopy blanket for that I’m sure.) The wild thing was the silence. Not a sound anywhere. The birds weren’t singing yet. No dogs barked. Stillness. I thanked God for this moment of true stillness.
Eventually, the few streaks of clouds and trails from planes, started turning orange-pink. Then the entire eastern sky became aglow. I walked into the street of our cul-de-sac for a view without house obstruction. As I stood in the street, sounds began to start. A hummingbird flew by me making its odd clicking/chirping sound. A few other birds began to chatter. The neighbor’s rooster did it’s thing. (Today was the first time I actually liked hearing him crow. It set the mood.) The stillness became sounds. The glow became light and the sky became blue. I stayed a bit longer but the cold began to sink in. I think a small breeze even started to blow.
At one point in the stillness, I wished I had a camera. However, I resisted the urge to record this moment on my phone. I stayed in it and completely soaked it in. I savored each second of color change. I didn’t miss a single stroke of God’s handiwork. This scene He created especially for His Son’s birthday. I took mental pictures. I can see the red streaking through the tree branches when I close my eyes. I took emotional pictures. I felt loved and seen by God. As I praised Him, silently, for His creation and amazing gift of Jesus, He hugged my heart. I received it all. It has been a truly blessed Christmas morn and not one gift has been opened yet. Well, that’s not true. I received His gift of a hand painted sunrise and the unshakable knowledge that I am a fully loved child of God. Sunrise is my favorite gift of 2017.
Dream Big! Pray Big!