Sunrise Awakening

I have some dear friends in Honolulu that are waking to 72 beautiful degrees. There is a gentle wind out of the northwest that will remind them that God really loves them. I have friends in Singapore that are asleep on an 81-degree night and the wind, at the moment, is still. It's cloudy and 47 degrees in Miles City, Montana, where my friend John is so thankful for spring that he doesn’t care if the wind is blowing or not. It's 22 degrees and on the way down to 7 bone chilling degrees in Siberia, and the wind has a bad attitude. I’m sitting on a porch in Alabama, breathing in pollen and thinking about Ireland. In a few hours everything will change, everywhere, because the atmosphere is in a constant state of change all over the world. In a few hours in Jerusalem, daylight will appear at 5:55 a.m., and sunrise at 6:20. It will be 67 degrees under a gloriously beautiful blue sky. The sun will shine on an ancient stone there that is a witness to a sunrise awakening that happened so long ago. That stone is a reminder that His love never changes and there will also be a calm one-mile an hour wind to remind everyone that atmospheres do.

From the four corners of the earth and from all the people that breathe the winds that blow, we acknowledge the specialness of this day. We declare our thanks to the one who rolled away the stone to show us what love can do.

May the beautiful Hallelujahs of Hawaii rise into the heavens like all Hallelujahs should. May the Songs of Singapore and Siberia be filled with praise, and may the wind mingle your melodies as they rise heavenward. Alabama, Montana, Ireland, it's a new day. May all winds that blow, carry our songs across the heavens over Israel this day. Let all the earth declare His glory as the Son shines on us all.