Enrapture

I am often startled by the dawn.  I awake in the deep dark of night with coffee and the Ancient of Days and His Word and sit with focused light as is my habit.  I will raise my head and look out into the night for any hint of light and finding none return to my mediations.  On occasion, I will be engrossed and dawn will begin without my notice.  At some point, I will raise my eyes and at that moment I am carried away with the rapture of the profound kindness of the light of dawn.  My view these days has dramatically changed from the deep woods of our beloved back porch to the long view and big sky of our dorm room.  But the result remains the same; a seminal experience of the Glory of God, His earth has once again turned toward His Star and my darkness has become day.