There are mornings a sunrise appears weak…
and there are mornings when it radiates brilliance so bold it stops you in your tracks.
It’s all about the conditions surrounding it.
Is the thick fog in the way?
Are strong clouds supporting it? Or are they blocking it with their bulk?
Or could it be that it’s just about to shove through the clouds above it with all its might?
The sun will still rise despite the obstacles in its path.
It may not shine so brightly sometimes, but it will still rise.
And when it does, I am reminded that we are like the sunrise, you and I.
We wake up each morning…and sometimes there is fog in our way.
Sometimes we have support, and we beam with gratitude.
Sometimes we have obstacles before us and they block our rays of light.
Sometimes we are on the verge of greatness, and the promise of victory reflects down upon us to urge us onward.
The breathtaking glow, the kaleidoscope of tangerine and lemon…the welcoming encourager—the catalyst of joy.
And there are days when there is not a single cloud in the bluest of blue skies to stand in its way of lifting toward the heavens.
No matter what the conditions are, the sun still rises and lights the world.
It climbs higher and higher with purpose and steadfastness.
And so we rise, too.
Robin
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