At Break of Day
The monochrome of daybreak is warming to the touch of the sun. The air is still. The quiet of night is fading. Soon engines, birds, wind in the trees and the sounds of morning will usher in a new day. While there is wonder in how this day will unfold its mysteries, there is no doubt that the steady hand of God will bring what he has planned.
It is true, there is no promise this day will bring what I want, that I will be shielded from my deepest apprehensions. There is only the promise that ...