The clarion call of the Maker awakens me and summons me to come and witness the dawning of the day with Him.
It will be a day like no other; when the Artist of artistry will paint His finest masterpiece across the sky for one showing only.
A premier of preeminence reserved especially for those who respond early to the special invite He has sent to witness His creative genius. The air is cool and crisp. The wind gusts sting my face, causing tears to fall from my eyes; still I stand at the pier waiting.
I see the keepers of the dawn compete for a prominent place on the pilings. They eye their audience of one with curiosity and suspicion. Too few come to hear the silence in the of the rising of the sun. Too few come to observe this dance of first light by the keepers of the dawn. They question my presence. Will I act accordingly?
Or with eyes that cannot see and ears that cannot hear will I become an unwanted intrusion on the horizon of peacefulness on this stage set in perfection for the upcoming production.
Respectfully I position myself quietly and slowly to center stage, camera ready to capture this once in a lifetime artistic production.
With a nod of his head, the keeper of the dawn signals and the show begins. I stand, in awe by what I see.
How graceful are the dawn’s dancers …
as they cover the dimly lit stage of sky soaring upwards and out over the gently moving waters .
As the dancers take flight, the Artist rises and silently begins to paint the first masterpiece of the day.
In the predawn hours of the morning, something mystical and magical takes place.
The heavenly hosts descend; light overpowers the darkness and my heart is fill with joy.
I wish for you. I wish you could witness the majesty of His hand… to see what I see and feel as I feel.
I have seen the refreshing of a new day. I feel the reassurance that today will be different than yesterday.
The sun reveals the Son. Although I stand alone, I am not alone.
I feel the glory of His Presense.
I follow the sun for it is the pathway to the Son.
I am refreshed, rejuvenated and restored as the dawn of a new day lights my way,
No longer alone, absent of despair.
In His light
like the keepers of the dawn, I dance,
But if we walk in the light,
as he is in the light,
we have fellowship one with another,
and the blood of Jesus Christ cleanseth us from all sin.
1 John 1:7
- Invocation to the Dawn (lizziejoysphotosuite.com)