I stood at my window and watched in awe as the dark sky became infused with colours.
First the deep pink and purple were seen along the horizon. As the sun continued to rise, orange appeared with bright yellow just below it. The other colours lightened to cotton candy pink and mauve. Soon I was looking at a pale blue sky streaked with pastel clouds. There was no more darkness – a new day had begun.
The sky is at its most beautiful at the rising and setting of the sun. As I thought about this, I realized that while I often see the sun rise this time of year, I rarely see it set. My eastern view has something to do with this, but was there more? Some reason why I was not available to witness the transformation of day into night?
As is my habit when seeking answers or guidance, I asked the Lord. His response surprised me, although it made perfect sense. The soothing answer I was given spoke directly to my heart.
I heard, “I want you to focus on how the promise of a new day is manifested each morning when I turn the darkness into light. During this season of intense grief, it is My light that will guide you. I have prepared each new day with a beauty of its own. Even on those days when your battered heart feels shrouded under dreary skies, I will send a glimmer of light to give you hope. Seek and you shall find it.
There will come a day when you will look at the night sky and see the twinkling stars. For now, the darkness overwhelms, but joy comes in the morning.
I have plans for you, my beloved child. My light will guide you to fulfill the purpose I have placed in your heart.”
I thanked the Lord for his healing words and remembered His promise found in Psalms 30:56 “Weeping may last for the night but rejoicing comes in the morning.”