“Just a little,” came the response of one of our kids, as he was grumbling about the dark of the morning. It was early on a Monday morning, and he had a basketball practice.
The comment I had made previously was, “at least the sky is starting to lighten.”
That is how I push through the dark months of winter … looking for the approaching light, appreciating even the miniscule difference from one dawn to the next.
We have a choice, every winter day, do we see the immensity of the dark or do we see the increasing light?
Some days, stumbling in the dark, I forget to look for the light.
Some days, there is less visible light, because the clouds have covered the expanse so that the light can not penetrate through until it is higher in the sky. It is on those days that our minds knowledge of the light above must rule over what our eyes cannot see … that it is starting to lighten … just a little.
I recently discovered a website that helps me with this head knowledge. According to www.sunrisesunset.com, the sun rises about two minutes earlier each day. That is not much, certainly not a discernible difference, from day to day.
But, that little two minute change can add up. That’s fourteen minutes each week! That’s almost an entire hour in the month of February!
All of a sudden just a little is a not little at all.
Some days I am so busy looking at the setting sun, I forget the glory and majesty of it’s rise. Some days I am too busy looking … back.
It is in looking ahead, at this season in the year, that we need to keep our focus on the horizon at dawn, anticipating what is … ahead.
We have a choice, every winter day, do we see the immensity of the dark or do we see the increasing light? Because the light is always, always increasing … just a little … if we look at the right horizon.
I love to awaken before the rest of my family is up.
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