As the Son Rises

The past two days I decided that I would start them by going to the beach around 6am and watch the sun rise of the atlantic. Some of my friends have said that I am crazy because I wake up before the sun does and do various things. For some reason I am a person that doesn't need any more than 5 or 6 hours of sleep. If I go to sleep at 10 I am up by 3 or 4. If I go to sleep at 12 I am up at 5 or 6. It is something that has been going on with me since I was really young. I remember sleeping at friends houses was the worst. They would sleep till about 12 and I would be up at 6 just laying there, a couple of times I tried to get my dad to pick me up or something but when I couldn't it was painful to lay there and do nothing for that long. Anyway, I woke up and decided that I would spend my mornings on the beach watching the sun rise while listening on my IPhone the bible. I chose to listen to the book of John. With darkened skies the deep voice comes through my headphones saying, "In the beginning was the word, and the word was with God, and the word was God." My eyes start to water and chills run up and down my body. The thought of Jesus, the one who was there at the beginning of time and was behind creation, while sitting there watching this giant force, the sun, come above the horizon and bring light to the earth was emotional and existential.

The imagery of a sun rising up and giving the world light and newness of life is something that almost automatically draws me to Jesus. Lets think about it for a moment... Jesus was crucified and rose from the dead and brought newness of life to all mankind. He told his disciples that he was the light of the world. It seems pretty simple to put the pieces together and recognize that from the creation itself, God was giving us glimpses of his beautiful gift to all mankind.

This is my first try at real meditation. I have the words of scripture in my ears and the sun or son in my eyes. I spend the time praying and listening to what God is trying to say to me. Meditation is an ancient practice that is very difficult for someone like me. Teresa always tells me that I am A.D.D. because I can run around like crazy and constantly be doing something. So for me meditating very difficult to focus my mind and be calm and quiet and just listen to God. My plan is to do that at least twice a week.

Please pray that I would continue to make this routine