This past summer, my 9 year old son and I tried to take in a few morning sunrises while visiting Rondeau Provincial Park on Lake Erie.
Wonderful, glorious, spectacular.
The morning I snapped this picture; required a little effort to leave my snuggled husband and our cosy bed.
Caleb was insistent, 'Come on Mom, we don't want to miss it."
On this particular morning, I was so glad that I caught the glory of the rising sun or rather, it caught me.
Something powerful happened.
I felt tears spring to my eyes. I recognized them as tears of joy, hope and gratitude. You see, I felt a shift in my spirit. I knew that what I was believing for in my life, would come to pass.
Sunrises signal a new day.
“Forget the former things;
do not dwell on the past.19
See, I am doing a new thing!
Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?