The Morning Rays

The Morning Rays

The morning rays have captivated me—
Rescuing me from the night.
While it was so grim and dreary,
I could hardly shut my eyes.

My moments of desperation
And the troubles of my mind,
Only seem to magnify
When I cannot see the light.

But I am thankful for another day,
And the warmth it brings to me.
This splendor that is on display
Outside of my bedroom window.

So I’ll again do the work,
That I have been called to do—
Pushing aside all of my hindrances
And those inabilities.

Pressing on once again,
Focusing only on you—
And forgive me when it all seems lost
And I forget you’ll see me through.

Greg Butz
January 31, 2009

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Written the morning after a rough night. Thoughts and insecurities were creeping up on me, almost suffocating me. But in the morning, new mercies arrived as I welcomed the dawn of a new day. I think the Psalmist David says it best when he reflects in Psalm 5:3

"In the Morning, O LORD, you hear my voice; in the morning I lay my requests before you."