Your sky, today, Lord speaks to me of joy awaiting. There is a winsome call, from the break in the gray overcast lit with yellow, that life and light is here. My eyes stay fixed on the beauty and iridescence of the light, only giving a nod to the thick gray blanket all across the remainder of the expanse above. This is how I want to live my life. That brilliance peeking through is real, and generates from the warmth and radiance of something bigger than all I see below. It seems foolish to keep my eyes on anything else.

Amidst the royal blue painted across the sky, the brilliant orange band stretches to accent the sunrise. The colors of the early dawn soothe the soul, in remembrance of the One who never leaves us without a touch of His beauty. Keeping your eye on the lookout for the rising sun, in its glory, balances the darkness of the night; as seeking out the beauty in the people around you balances the disappointments that accompany all relationships

You get to direct your eye.

With each new day, a unique sunrise

The bright pink stripe across the sky just above the row of houses, ushers in joy and beauty. The hope of the day hidden within, it rises into the the blue, blending to a pinkish-gray. Soon the beauty of the brilliant pink dissipates and the gray possesses the expansive ceiling. But the memory of the brilliance remains, breathing energy to soar, like the bird swiftly flying across. A few moments with God in the morning, can lift, carry and propel us through…