Can you believe it’s the dawn of a new year? When Alan and I were kids (back in the dark ages), neither of us got past imagining how old we’d be in 2000. We’d be 50…pretty much ancient! If “three score and ten” expresses a natural life time, then in just three more years we’ll be in to overtime. Yikes! Is it only the people who haven’t figured out how to finish the game by 70 who have to play extra innings? On the way home from a recent trip to visit family in Florida, I watched in wonder as our plane skimmed above the clouds while the sun rose with unusual splendor. Often, my flight path takes me above the clouds, but for whatever reason, this flight sailed between the layers of clouds, and I was also heading northwest, so the sunrise lasted much longer than usual. I think it was a combination of elevation, direction, and clouds that made the sunrise so splendid: rising, heading home, peering through the ever shifting clouds that obscured the sun but made every appearance all the more glorious and captivating… Isn’t that just how life is? It’s the struggle to rise, to journey home, and to deal with the clouds of life that makes every appearance of the Son so precious to us. As we begin this new year, may we experience a fresh Sonrise in our souls…one that lasts a long time, totally captivates us, and causes us to stand in awe of our glorious God. “He gathereth the waters of the sea together as an heap:
he layeth up the depth in storehouses. Let all the earth fear the Lord:
let all the inhabitants of the world stand in awe of him” (Psalm 33:7-9).