Opening the Curtains on a New Day

One of my favorite daily rituals is waking up early and walking the house, opening the curtains and blinds as I go. From room to room, letting the rising, glittering sunlight wash in after a long night’s slumber.

I’ve never had so many windows in one living space. It still feels so luxurious to have so many to open and close, whenever I have the fancy.

There’s something soothing about the task of letting the sunshine in, watching rooms light up as I make my way through the house.

I pull the shades to the side, twirl the blinds into place and watch my plants bask in the morning’s glow. I look out over our yard and see if there have been any changes from the day before. The leaves are tousled, maybe there’s a squirrel stowing seeds or a bird bouncing from branch to branch.

It’s so simple, really. It’s life at its most basic. The sun comes up and then goes down, and so we follow along with it.

Sometimes I wonder why life seems like it’s always on repeat; why the dishes may be clean for an afternoon but soon they’re dirty all over again. Why you can make one good meal but then you are faced with another to make. Why you can have one incredible day, but it soon resets and you have to face it all over again.

And yet, that’s the beauty of it all. It’s a constant reminder that a new day will always dawn. There’s always another chance to throw open the curtains and let the Son shine in. No matter what yesterday may have held—heartache or hunger, health or happiness—there’s always another day to draw closer to that which truly matters, to remember what we’re here for, and that somehow he holds all of this—the sun and all of it—in his hands. Even us.

Little, old us. Rising and falling with each day of the setting sun. With the choice to rise and fall with the Son that set it all in motion in the first place.

Here’s to opening the curtains wide and basking in the Light of the world.

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