Early Morning

Gray clouds impatiently rush across the sky, rumbling and grumbling as they pass overhead. The trees clap their leaves as the wind hurries through them. Then the rustling leaves quiets down, giving way to the noise of commuting traffic buzzing along the highway. Most of the residential community is still asleep. Cars rest, undisturbed, in driveways. Doors and windows are shut tight and locked. The carefully mowed lawns glow with a beautiful shade of healthy green, satisfied from the overnight rain. And God continues to paint the ever-changing sky, while watching over the sleepy earth below. Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty, who was, who is and who is to come. He is our All-in-All. He watches over the world and draws people closer to His Heart to give them hope and a future.

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Early Morning Poem

In the dim light of the morning,
When the specks of light appear,
I will look beyond the shadows,
‘Cause I know you’re always here,
Breaking through the darkness,
Bringing forth your light,
Awakening me with gladness,
After watching through the night.
Thank you for the blessings
You send to me each day,
O precious Lord and Savior,
Jesus Christ – You are the way.

May the joy of Jesus, the blessings of His Kingdom, and the glory of His name bring peace to your hear.

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Early Morning Fog

The early morning fog fades out everything that is at a distance. It brings into clarity, that which is closest to me. Be close to me, Lord God.