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…