I rise early, a habit for many years, and head out for a slow jog. While the physical activity may be healthy, the spiritual insights from the skies are certainly healthy. Over the years I've seen meteorites as they fly across the the skies. Once the sky glowed an eerie green, and only later did I discover a meteorite actually struck earth about 25 miles from where I lived. The Persides or Leonid showers are spetacular light shows as they cross the skies so often you can't see them all.
On morning runs throughout the years I've learned to notice the constellations and the glow of certain planets, It's refreshing and comforting to look up and see the consistency of Orion's belt and sword, Venus as a morning star, and even the glow of Mars once in a rare while. Seeing a lunar eclipse is a memory not quickly forgotten.
The consistency of our early morning skies reminds me our God is likewise consistent. On days when there seems to be no more energy or compassion if I think about the morning sky I am quickly reminded of God's never-ending power, available to me, and I am renewed. On days when my love for people seems almost empty the skies remind me of God's never-ending love for all creation, and I am renewed.
On other mornings when a meteorite shoots across the skies I wonder about my life. Our time on earth is almost infinitesimal when compared to time, but if we are reflecting God we can bring a bright moment to someone's day.
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Even if you don't want to jog, why not sit outside this spring some mornings well before sunrise and learn to see with a different set of eyes our early morning skies?