The Differing Beauties of the Dawn and the Noonday Sun

Posted on Feb 6, 2012 in Faith | 69 comments


One huge blessing of working out before dawn is beholding the colors in the sky as I exit the gym.  The exquisite hues of pinks, lavenders, oranges, yellows, and reds are sometimes so brilliantly displayed I can only stop and stare at what God has painted on His heavenly easel.  The beauty somehow embraces my heart.  The splendor somehow reaches into my soul, and my lips involuntarily whisper, “Thank You.”

I wonder if David saw such a sky when he was inspired to write Psalm 37:5-6?  “Commit your way to the Lord; trust in Him and he will do this:  He will make your righteousness shine like the dawn, the justice of your cause like the noonday sun.”  I wish my faith were so strong I wouldn’t need “motivation” to trust God, but sometimes I do–like when I don’t understand what He’s allowing in my life.  But knowing the unparalleled beauty of the dawn and the promise this Scripture makes, why wouldn’t I “commit my way to God and trust in him?!”  I want to “shine” with HIS soft and beautiful light, and so, once again, I quote David’s words, voicing my trust in my God–especially when I don’t understand.

There was one day this winter, a Sunday I remember, when I felt especially challenged to accept and trust God’s will.  I felt I’d been unjustly treated, and my feelings were very hurt.  I had gotten home from church before the rest of my family, and being cold, I went upstairs to my son Joey’s bedroom where the sun blazes in the south-facing window.  I knelt in the light on the carpeted floor and poured out my feelings to God.

Within only moments I recalled “He will make… the justice of your cause like the noonday sun.”  I felt compelled to look at the time.  It was only minutes before noon.  I looked up and out the window.  The sky was what we in the Rockies call “Colorado blue”–perfectly beautiful and peaceful–yet with a blindingly bright sun staring at me.  The source of all light sat high above me, like an authority, and it became ridiculously obvious my human eyes weren’t made to be able to stare back but only submit to its greater power.

God was telling me in no uncertain terms if I trusted Him to handle the unjust way I was treated, HIS justice would someday, some way shine as bright as the sun in front of me.  “Do not take revenge, my friends, but leave room for God’s wrath, for it is written: ‘It is mine to avenge; I will repay,’ says the Lord.  On the contrary:  ‘If your enemy is hungry, feed him; if he is thirsty, give him something to drink….’  Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good” (Romans 12:19-21).  Not wisdom the world might give, but my directions from God were clear.  In the noonday sun God gave me peace.

These moments when God “speaks” to me… when He hears my cry and answers… when He brings His Word to life… bless me with the fulfillment of intimacy like no other.  Communing with the God of the universe.  On the floor of my nine-year-old’s bedroom.  A grown woman with hurt feelings.  I could feel silly, but God cares and dignifies me by answering.  I believe He cares about us infinitely more than we can imagine.

Two nights ago I was in Hermosa Beach, California, watching the sun descend below the horizon of the Pacific Ocean.  Its disappearance left beautiful, soothing colors of twilight and with them, the assurance of the sun’s faithful return in the morning.  God’s “perfect ending” to this day would become a glorious new beginning tomorrow… a continuous cycle of God’s beauty and sovereignty for the whole world to see.  The light of the dawn, the shine of the sun… daily, forever, majestic reminders that in God we can trust and hope.  “Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail.  They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness” (Lamentations 3:22-23).

This time my soul doesn’t whisper–it sings!  “Thank You, Lord Jesus!  Thank You!”

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