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I remember the pitch black of an early African morning, heading out to “hunt” with friends in Masai Mara, looking for leopards, rhinos and a lot of adventure. The chill of the morning kept my eyes open, and I saw it. The sun rose like I never imagined. Not with a streak of light on the horizon like I’d seen so many times, but one enormous red ball all at once, an orb of fire suspended in the dark of night. And, the light followed, blinding and brilliant.
Joy is that way sometimes. It wells up unexpected in the darkest hour. You see it though you don’t yet feel its warmth. But it is there, and day always breaks.
The warmth follows the rising.
Dark nights turn into days. They do. And, the joy of His presence in the darkness makes the light all the more dazzling when it shines.
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Stopping by from FMF. Loved the picture and the post.
Thanks!
What an amazing photo, experience, and example pointing to joy. Thanks for this encouragement! Visiting from FMF.
Isn’t the photo wonderful! I wish I could say it was mine! I googled “African” sunrise but didn’t think I’d find anything close to what I remembered, but there it was! Thanks for visiting!
beautiful, beautiful photo! i miss african sunrises and sunsets… nothing quite like them!
I know! I can’t wait to see a few in the coming weeks!
I love this line: “Joy is that way sometimes. It wells up unexpected in the darkest hour. You see it though you don’t yet feel its warmth. But it is there, and day always breaks.” And could not agree more! I saw your post on Lisa Jo’s site…I’m from MS originally and love seeing anything with “Mississippi” in the name! 🙂
Thank you! I’m so glad you stopped by…I hope you’ll visit often and get a taste of “home”!