I am not a morning person. At all. It takes many snooze button cycles just to get me to sit up in bed, and several more minutes to mentally prep myself for what is to come: climbing out of my perfect bed. It’s so bad that I don’t want to listen to music while getting ready for school, and I rarely turn on the radio in the car. I don’t like noise early in the morning. My sister rolls out of bed early in the morning to go to the gym (a discipline I lack), and when we pass each other in the living room, we groan. Because obviously, it would be rude to ignore each other.
I’m not very coherent in the mornings, either. I have don’t have time to brew coffee, so I fix myself a mug of hot tea to take to school. The other morning, I grabbed a cup from the cabinet and promptly stuck it in the microwave. “Oh, wait,” I mumbled, “that’s not right.” Then I pulled it out and filled it with water and a tea bag.
Despite my strong aversion to mornings, guess who has an 8:00 am class three days a week? *Raises hand* That’s right. Moi. And it’s French class, no less. This means my mornings begin at 5:30 am. I spend some time with God in the stillness and quietness of my bedroom, then get ready for school and pull out of the driveway. All before the sun comes up.
For obvious reasons, I haven’t taken many opportunities to actually see the sun come up (although I have seen a couple sunrises at the beach). Besides, I’m a huge fan of sunsets, and those actually happen at a decent time each day. But on the first day of school this semester, I got to experience a sunrise while commuting to campus. And it was glorious.
It was like an assortment of orange and yellow and red taffy, stretched across the expanse of the sky; warm and inviting and majestic. I’d love to say that, upon beholding the sunrise, an eloquent poem parted my lips and I recited something profound. I did have a moment of, “Wow, God! You are so awesome!” But then I kind of took a mental detour.
See, it looked so much like that famous sunrise during the first scene of The Lion King that “The Circle of Life” started circulating through my mind, bringing with it images of animals all walking across the Pride Lands to the place where Rafiki lifts Baby Simba into the air to announce the birth of the future king. What can I say? I’m a product of the 90’s, and that’s always a powerful scene for me.
But then, after my initial visions of Mufasa’s heir, I got this: The sunrise in all its brilliance pales in comparison to the glory of the Lord. It’s like a messenger—a Rafiki, if you will—that exalts “the One who sits enthroned on high” (Psalm 113:3). A messenger that lifts high His name, proclaiming: “Here is your King! Come worship Him!”
When I wake up in the mornings, sometimes it’s hard to drag myself out from under my warm covers and to put my feet on the chilly wood floor. It’s dark—so very dark—and I have to struggle to find the light that sits on my bedside table. But once I find it, there’s instant warmth. My lamp offers a soft glow that gently pulls me from dreamland and into a new day. Sometimes it’s hard—so very hard—to move forward into the day when I can’t see what’s right in front of me. But then I’m always reminded of this verse from Scripture:
“But I will sing of your strength,
in the morning I will sing of your love;
for you are my fortress,
my refuge in times of trouble.” – Psalm 59:16
It is through His strength that I am able to shake my weariness and engage in precious time with my King. And I know that, though darkness surrounds me, the sunrise is coming. Though I can’t see what lies ahead, God will reveal His splendor in His perfect timing. My job is to draw close to Him and wait patiently for the dawning of a new day.
Maybe you’re in the middle of a dark spot in your life. Maybe you’re desperately wanting the sun to rise and chase away the shadows of worry, fear, and doubt. Hold tightly to the hand of Him “who causes His sun to rise” (Matthew 5:45). The sun will rise. God’s glory will be revealed. The Son will shine even brighter than the sun.
“The people walking in darkness
have seen a great light;
on those living in the land of the shadow of death
a light has dawned.” – Isaiah 9:2
Here is your King! Come worship Him!
“From the rising of the sun to the place where it sets,
the name of the Lord is to be praised.” – Psalm 113:3
In His radiant love,