It's a New Day

After night

comes the light

dawn is here

dawn is here

it’s a new day

it’s a new day

everything will change

things will never be the same

we will never be the same

As I sit here this beautiful Saturday morning the sun breaks through the trees at a sharp angle from left to right. Fewer leaves are being disturbed by the subtle breeze than those that are not. The upside down copy of the trees on the lake surface is competing with the original for "best in show."

As I sit here I have been blessed to remember something. We can come to this spot, and by this spot I mean any one of an infinite number of places amongst creation, with the heaviest of burdens or weightiest of occupations, and be blessed with a truth that the created world is insistent on reminding us. -That HE is forever making all this new.

The cycle of day and night. -Fall Winter Spring and Summer. -Death and resurrection. -Old put away and new sprung open. Everywhere it's built-in, -can you see it? It's a new day. Everything will change. Things will never be the same. WE will never be the same. Breathe in the air of the fifteenth of August two thousand and nine. This day has never been lived yet, -by you or anyone else. Live it. Be a good steward of it.

And should you mess it up, it will die and there will be another born tomorrow.