Lenten Challenge, Day 34: Rise

Ryan and I visited my little brother in Hawaii a few years back and got to watch the sun rise over Hanauma Bay one morning.

We got there early, set down our beach mats, dug our toes in the sand, and watched the sun peek its head slowly over the cliff's edge. It was fuchsia, then orange, then bright gold as it rose in all its blazon glory. We were the only people there, and it felt as though God had made the sun rise just for us that day.

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In moments like those, it is so easy to be in awe of creation that it's hard for me to imagine not having faith. Sunrises, sunsets, season's changing, flowers blooming. They're miracles, every one.