Rays Flashed From His Hand

“His splendor was like the sunrise; rays flashed from His hand, where His power was hidden.” Habakkuk 3:4

Most every morning begins the same way. Karen crawls over me in bed, (oooh, ouch, whoa, watch it) and gets right into my face and says in a very loud urgent whisper, "Mommy, can we say Good Morning to Jesus yet?" After we have said our good morning prayer she bounces down off of my bed and throws back the curtains. While I ask her “What color did Jesus make the sunrise today?”

Karen is quite the reporter on this magnificent event. Some days are “pink” and other days are “orange” and once in awhile it is “pink and orange with yellow.” If we have gotten up later than usual, she will tell me that the sunrise is “blue.” Now that it is later in the year, she usually reports that the sunrise is “black!” Armed with this breaking news, Karen often goes off to find her siblings to let them know exactly what color Jesus made the sunrise that day.

I find it a sweet joy each morning to participate in this daily celebration. The dependable splendid sunrise is a shadow of the one we have prayed to … our faithful Jesus, “He is like the light of morning at sunrise on a cloudless morning, like the brightness after rain that brings the grass from the earth.” 2Samuel 23:4

I hope the next time you catch the sunrise, you take time to notice the colors and dwell upon the Lord’s faithfulness.