morning

Today I woke up at about 6:45am from a confusing and somewhat scary dream.  As my mind became conscious again and adjusted to reality, I opened my eyes, blurry with sleep at first as they fluttered open and closed.  Then I really opened them and could see light just beginning to filter through the darkness of the early morning sky.  It was like a wave of gratefulness and peace just flowed over me and I was just so happy to be awake at that exact moment to watch the sun rise from behind the mountains and fill my world with its light and warmth.

I seemed to lose all sense of time, when I checked the clock again it was already 7:20am, and yet I felt as though only a moment or two had passed.  It seemed that as the sky lightened to a yellowish-blue, the darkness had been transferred to the trees - they looked nearly black against the backdrop of the growing light around them.

I watched closely and intently, for anytime I looked away, even for a second, I felt that I had missed something.  The sky was changing that fast.  I don't think I can even describe the joy I felt and feel even now to see the sun rise at such an early hour again.  The light invigorates and motivates me and I feel as though I could really achieve anything after such a perfect start to my day.

There was such a peaceful silence all around me as I lay there, completely still and relaxed except for a little buzzing of excited energy flowing from my chest through my entire body straight out to my fingers and toes.  I was so happy to be, to just be right there in that moment, thinking only of the beauty of the sunrise, suspended in the magic of the dawn breaking.

As the minutes passed the colors changed again, the blue became almost white and the yellow deepened.  When the blue-white became infused with a rosy pink, the birds began to sing and in that moment I was sure I was seeing just a little glimpse of heaven.  I was moved so very deeply by the raw beauty of the morning and felt that each moment I spent there soaking it in was like a gift in itself, bringing something new and beautiful to the day.

It was truly one of the most beautiful mornings I can remember, except for the morning Riggs was born, but it had the same quality about it.  I felt God's love and greatness with such strength and was in awe once again of the great miraculous beauty of his creation.  I only wish I could have captured it better on camera to remember forever.