“In the tender compassion of our God, the dawn from on high will break upon us”
This morning while reading the Morning Prayer in the Magnificat, this line “jumped out” at me. What a beautiful image it brought to mind. As the dawn comes, so quietly, so softly, God’s Son will come to us – “to shine on those who dwell in darkness and the shadow of death, and to guide our feet in the way of peace.” The birds know when the dawn is coming, for sometimes I hear the softest peep as they awake. Then all is quiet again, as they wait with expectation for the start of a new day.
How glorious and loving is our God! That He would come to live among us, to share His life with us – there is no way that my mind can understand this or begin to thank Him for His generosity and His love. And as the dawn is so beautiful and touches our hearts so gently, so I think God must be also. Beautiful to behold – so beautiful that we cannot see Him and live. Our eyes and hearts and minds could not grasp that much beauty – at least not yet.
A poem I wrote some years ago:
Darkness before dawn, the world quiet and still
All nature awaits the sign of His will.
The morning approaches with the touch of His Hand
As the cap of the night is raised from the land.
With delicate brush strokes He addresses the sky
Bringing great feasts of glory to awaken our eyes.
First, billowing clouds – soft grey-blue and white
Then a procession of hues which arouses the light.
His palette sighs heavenward with warm tints and shades,
A bouquet of colors which reflect what He’s made.
Our thanksgiving to God for his painting above,
Now intertwined with our lives is a sky full of love.