Early morning slips in on silent feet. It moves through drowsy trees, stirring a leaf here and there. Within the branches of a blue spruce, something stirs. A bird, perhaps? Darkness is slow to leave; the day is loathe to begin. At last, gathering the shadows around it like a cloak, the dawn glides away, yielding to the rising of […]

Morning Coffee with a Squirrel
If I thought he might like a cup of good, hot Folgers, I’d invite him in ’cause I’d like to ask that furry rodent a few questions. As it is, I’ll just wonder. This morning, as I was sitting in front of my window on the world, a movement caught my eye. A squirrel […]

Thank God for the Morning
I thank God for the morning, for the freshness of rain-washed air, for new light as it clears away the shadows of the night. I thank God for the promise of another day that comes with the rising sun, as surely and certainly as it has since the beginning of time. I thank God for […]

Waiting for the Morning
“My soul waiteth for the Lord more than they that watch for the morning” (Psalm 130:6). Something about mornings brings hope. I believe it is related to a life force within us that rises, like the mercury in a thermometer, with each new day. As I read that verse from Psalm 130, I can imagine a […]

Those Wakeful Hours Before Dawn
Do you ever wake up in the wee, small hours of the morning, as Frank Sinatra sang, those hours before dawn, and find thoughts running through your head that wouldn’t be there any other time of the day? It’s as if in the busyness of daylight hours, my mind is full of the activities or […]

And the Fog Settled Gently All Around
As soft as a whisper, as silent as a shadow, fog sifts through starkly bare trees and shutters the town in a damp grayness. Perspective changes; familiar things become alien. Across the street, something moves. A cat shadow creeps from behind a tree and moves with focused intensity across the lawn. What mission is she […]

