A.M./ P.M.

The rooster wakes us each morning (that is, if the sprinkling system doesn't beat him to it).  I was up early yesterday - God and I had made a pact, and by His grace, I jumped out of bed at 5 a.m.  I had beaten both the sprinkler and Mr. Rooster.  The morning was fresh and quiet, and everyone else was peacefully tucked away.  As I watched the sun come up, everything in it's light came to life.  I felt as if I had been a part of something sacred. This kind of start promises to fill my day with exuberance and anticipation.  

For the most part, each evening ends with the night sky filled with a starry glow.  I drove home in the dark after bible study the other night.  Because of the slope of our driveway, as I was headed up, I felt as if I were in space. The expanse was so amazing.  As a child, I couldn't strain my eyes to see clear enough as I gazed up at the starry sky.  I remember a family reunion in Oklahoma...... as my brother and I and our distant cousins sat under the stars and did the silly things kids do, I was completely awe struck at the number of them up there.  

I'm still in awe.  

Out here, the ending to a day is quite nearly as glorious as it's beginning.