Night To Kind Day

Again I sit in the dark waiting on The Spirit.  There is a slight hum of life, insects I imagine, keeping me company.  There is no one in greater need of the kind light of dawn than he who sits alone in the dark.  That is much the reason to do it, to experience the gratefulness necessary toward The One who gives it.  To awake to day is to risk making day common, to miss the sheer kindness of the act of making the night, day, dark, light, formless to form.  But to experience it regularly creates in you a delighted awareness of hopefulness and that creates in you a desire to live it again and again.