By the tender mercy of God, the sun rose again this morning. The morning is a glorious time, precious in so many ways. The sun is something we ought never to take for granted. Light pours on us because God tells it to, just like he spoke the creation–“let there be light”–into existence ages ago.
This morning at the breakfast table we thanked God for the sun the Father causes to shine on the evil and the good and rain that falls on the same…for our very next breath.
Jill emerged from the prayer singing Police’s “Every breath you take.”
Zechariah’s song in Luke 1, in praise of God for bringing John to prepare the way for the Lord–though perhaps not so immediately catchy in our minds as the Police–is more meaningful to the God-reality we live today.
By the tender mercy of our God, the dawn from on high will break upon us, to
give light to those who sit in darkness and in the shadow of death, to guide our
feet into the way of peace.
May he guide our feet into the way of peace today, by his great light.