The Dawn Is Breaking

The time after the gray morning, it is fulfilling, it is life, it is contagious. The dawn is consuming what darkness still remains. As it breaks, like an ocean wave cresting into white foam, it swallows that which is past, and does not look back. It pushes onward, growing stronger and brighter the further it goes. The path it has travelled is clear and cut, and the way ahead is shut, but it does not care: it simply destroys that which stands in it’s way.

Christians are to live in this time, where the breaking of the dawn dominates all life. We are to be light, to consume darkness, to learn from our past failures and victories, and pursue with confidence our God, that gives us strength to destroy all that attempts to barricade our path.

As I peek out of the gray morning into the light of the dawn, I begin to understand, that things are changing. That once my foot crosses the threshold, I will forever be changed, forever effected, forever a byproduct of the dawn. My eyes close, my heart and mind in a battle over control of my body…exhale…inhale…my eyes open…I have stepped into the dawn. I dare not look back. I feel the darkness behind me. Though my body is weary from battle, I sprint forward, away from that which reaches to pull me back.

I collapse, in victory. My fists beat the ground…my God has won the battle for me. I rest on my knees, my arms raised in exaltation towards my great God. I witness all of creation around me – all the mountains, all the valleys, all the moons, all the stars – sing praise to the living God, my God, who has moved me. Hallelujah, glory be to my great God!

Interlude.

The image painted above is that of the dawn breaking, the gray morning dying. Back to reality.

I have stepped out of the gray morning and into the dawn; the dawn is still very young, not yet full of power and perseverance, but it is growing. I feel myself being drawn to God once again, for which I am eternally grateful and will fight with might to remain there. I know that I will eventually again be tempted by the cool of the gray morning, but for now, I will run further and further into the dawn. It feels great, to finally be where I belong. To be serving the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, the God who breathed the stars into existence, the God who loves me by choice, the God who died for me. There is no greater feeling.

My prayer is that I would remain in this place, and that if you are stuck in the gray morning, that you would see the greatness of the dawn, and just take one step in; once in, you will want nothing else.

The dawn has consumed the gray morning. Oh how I cannot wait for when I may experience the noonday, standing in the presence of the God who has brought me out of darkness into light.

The dawn has broke. The sun is rising. The noon draws closer. May I be ready my God.

Until then, may I serve you in every way, becoming like you in every way, and trusting you in every way.

Fill my heart with love. Fill my life with opportunities. Fill my mind with purity.

Hallelujah. Hallelujah!