As I write this I’m sitting in our caravan on a very open site in the warmth of the afternoon sun. It’s a lovely sunny mid-March day.
We’re in the van because we’re on the road, looking for signs of hope and revival. All this came about because I sensed the Spirit saying to me “walk in revival” in February this year. That doesn’t mean that we are in a season of a mighty outpouring of the Holy Spirit just yet, but it is a bit like someone setting out on an expedition anticipating a new discovery. Or it’s like looking for early signs of a coming movement of God.
Dawn
The great blessing of this caravan site is that we are looking across an expanse of flat land towards the hills with a southern view so that we see the sun rise and the sun set on the horizon. Dawn is now starting much earlier; in fact it seems that suddenly, after a winter of dark days, we are excited by the light coming up before we wake.
Hazy Sunrise
This morning the light was up early but in a haze of morning mist. It was really beautiful.
To the east there is a large rectangular brick chimney and the sun rises behind it. The effect of that combination this morning was to make the rising sun appear as a candle flame.
Roger was so inspired that he put his coat on over his pyjamas and went out to film and take photos. He also found a field of friendly sheep that looked wonderful in the early light. God’s own lighting!
I was also inspired by the hazy sunrise and wrote a poem. Here it is:
Hazy Sunrise Softness of light awaking Misty morning breaking Sun looks like a candle in the sky Bird song clearly rising To the soft horizon Waiting for the perfect time to fly Praising God’s pure lighting His creation sighting As His sun lifts up and rises high Misty morning clearing A new day appearing God’s glory in the beauty of His sky
And here’s the video that Roger and I made this afternoon to combine my words with his photos and film:
New Dawn
We have a dear friend – Mike Davidson. He also loves to write poetry. He sent me a link to his blog and he has a recent poem called Dawn. I sense that we are in a season of new dawns. The link to his blog follows. Please note that to read his poems in full you need to click on the titles!
The Bakery 