Watching the sun rise

It has been a while since I last posted on here, but to get you up to date with my life, I have now graduated from Louisiana Tech University with a degree in Speech Communications. I am currently working at Squire Creek Country Club, in the fitness Center. Recently my work hours changed, and my new schedule is Monday through Friday 5:30 am- 2:00 pm. This isnt a terrible schedule because I have my afternoons off now, which I enjoy. However, waking up at 4:30 every morning is not always that agreeable with my sleep schedule. The past few days here have been gray and dull, until around mid morning when the sun finally squeezes through the gray clouds. Today, it is different. According to weather.com it is twenty three degress outside, and the heat in this building does not seem to be working well, so I have a small space heater right beside me, blowing on me constantly. I am also wearing a coat, inside. As I start to complain about having to wake up this early and open up at work, and begin to think about how cold it is and how I would much rather be in my warm bed, in my warm apartment, asleep, I catch a glimpse of the sunrise. Suddenly, my day is changed. I have been waiting for this time to come, especially since the past few mornings have been so dull. The drive out to work is not that bad, it is actually very peaceful, and I enjoy the commute in the dark. I like the excitement of driving down the interstate with no one else in sight. On clear mornings, like today, I can see the stars and the moon still. It is when I get to work, and am so cold that I begin to complain. Today, as I began to complain though, I caught a glimpse of the sunrise and my attitude changed. The sky is black on one side of the world, yet on the other side there is a light coming over the horizon. It is a faint orange color. I walked back into the office because after all it is twenty three degrees outside, but then the next time I looked at the sunrise, it was a brilliant pink. The outline of the trees, the crisp, cold air, made me almost feel like I was in the mountains. It changes so fast, and now the sky is bright pink with purple and orange clouds. It is amazing. I can only thank God that I am getting to see this splendid display of his creation. What amazes me the most is that the sun comes up every day, and it is this beautiful. Even though it might not always shine here, and the sky might not always be illuminated with brilliant colors, the sun always comes up. It might be hidden by dull, drab clouds and fog, but it is still there. If we look close enough, on those dull days, we just might catch a glimpse. When we least expect it, the sun comes up, shining in all of its splendor and it takes our breath away. All of the cares, problems, and worries are far away. No matter what we are going through, the sun rise reminds us that there is hope. Each day is a new beginning. I can only thank Jesus for that wonderful feeling. The feeling that everything will be just fine.