I saw the sunrise this morning. I just stood in the middle of my living room/kitchen/dining room and watched the bright pink orange yellow ball of fire break through the light dusting of cloud cover. I literally stopped in the middle of my morning tasks to just stand there. In those brief moments of the early morning one thing came to mind, “Today is a new day.” It is a NEW day. Now why do I call it new since most of my life is filled with the same methodical tasks day in and day out. Honestly we could argue it is just a copy of yesterday. Not a lot of people who work in cubicle world rush into work wondering what surprise they will find out today. No, if you work in a cubicle you are assuming it is going to be the same type of day as yesterday (A whole lot of staring at a computer and some small talk throughout the day). The days tend to meld together kind of like driving through a neighborhood which only has three types of designed houses. You turn a corner and this street looks exactly like the last one. A sense of apathy sets in that nothing in your life will change.
I saw the sunrise this morning and it reminded me it is a NEW day. All the assumptions that today would be the same as all the rest seemed to melt away. Have you ever watched the sunrise? No two rises seem to look the same. The colors never seem exactly the same. Each new rising of the sun seems to have its own unique flair. This doesn’t just apply to my day but my heart. Just as my days tend to feel the same my sinful heart weighs on me and makes me feel like I am trapped in an endless cycle of corruption and death. Then I see the sunrise and am reminded of a man on a cross. I am reminded of the hope he has brought to the world. I am reminded of the love he has brought to the world. I am reminded of the salvation He has brought to the world. I see the sunrise and know I am not trapped in some endless cycle because today is a NEW day.
