by L. B. E. Cowman and Jim Reimann
Where morning dawns and evening fades you call forth songs of joy. (Psalm 65: 8)
Have you ever risen early, climbed a hill, and watched God make a morning? The dull gray gives way as He pushes the sun toward the horizon, and then the tints and hues of every color begin to blend into one perfect light as the full sun suddenly bursts into view. As king of the day, the sun moves majestically across the sky, flooding the earth and every deep valley with glorious light. At this point, you can hear the music of heaven’s choir as it sings of the majesty of God Himself and of the glory of the morning.
In the holy hush of the early dawn
I hear a Voice— “I am with you all the day,
The clear, pure light of the morning made me yearn for the truth in my heart, which alone could make me pure and clear as the morning itself and tune my life to the concert pitch of nature around me. And the breeze that blew from the sunrise made me hope in God, who had breathed into my nostrils the breath of life. He had so completely filled me with His breath, mind, and Spirit that I would only think His thoughts and live His life. Within His life I had found my own, but now it was eternally glorified.
What would we poor humans do without our God’s nights and mornings!
In the early morning hours,
’Twixt the night and day,
While from earth the darkness passes
Then it’s sweet to talk with Jesus
In your bedroom still—
For the coming day and duties
Ask to know His will.
Then He’ll lead the way before you,
Laying mountains low;
Making desert places blossom,
Sweet’ning sorrow’s flow.
Do you want a life of triumph,
Victory all the way?
Then put God in the beginning
Of each coming day.
Cowman, L. B. E.; Reimann, Jim (2008-09-09). Streams in the Desert: 366 Daily Devotional Readings (pp. 443-444). Zondervan. Kindle Edition.Categories: spiritual