April 12th

This morning’s sunrise was worthy of any Easter that I can remember.  The glow started early—at my house it was an iridescent orange moving to yellow.  The mountains were outlined by the light and a new day began!  Later the snow on the mountains lit up. 

I was reminded of those beautiful Easter mornings in South Dakota, when we would wake up early to go to a sunrise service.  They did not happen every year—maybe it depended on the weather, the date of Easter, the current pastor—I was a child and all I know is that the sunrise has always inspired awe in me.  This year Easter is late in the calendar year and so even with daylight savings time the sunrise will be very early. 

On Easter morning, I will be up and I will be thankful for the gift of sunrise and the growing rays of light that it brings to God’s Garden.  In our wet northwest, it is sometimes hard to believe we would ever need to be sheltered from the rays of the sun—other than perhaps our sunglasses and maybe a hat.

Our plants need all the sun they can get!  Especially in gardens like mine which are surrounded by big trees and a high fence.  In mark’s Gospel Jesus said, “The kingdom of God is as if someone would scatter seed on the ground, and would sleep and rise night and day, and the seed would sprout and grow and he does not know how.” Mark 4:21.  We might think we know how seeds grow because we are a scientific people, but for me much of growth is still a mystery, held in God’s hand, powered by God’s love.  The sun is part of that mystery—I know photosynthesis and all those scientific theories.  But it is still a mystery and we still give thanks to God who gives the growth.