
04/23/2025
My favorite start to the day is where Light announces Its presence with color, warmth, and dancing shadows.
But this morning I woke to a foggy mystery. It’s as if all of creation held a Secret. The birds knew. They were chittering and tweeting about it all morning. Their song sounded as if it came from far off and right above me all at the same time. The fog not only distorts sight, but sound as well.
Even though I could not see the Light, did that make this morning less beauty-full? By no means! Did it mean that Morning had not come!? Of course not! The misty morning held a pregnant Truth just waiting to be discovered, enticing me to search deeper. The birds still saw it. Still knew it was there. I found reassurance in knowing others knew Light and Morning was here.
Sometimes it’s the unknown and the mystery that takes our breath away. The hunt for Light and Morning can lead us to see Beauty in a new fresh way.