Waiting for Dawn

There’s that moment, just before sunrise, when you can tell something’s about to happen. The darkness is giving way to the light. It’s like finishing the chapter of a book and turning the page to start a whole new chapter. It’s a reminder there’s more to come.



I can remember as a kid sitting in deer stands during cold, damp and dark pre-dawn hours, waiting for the light. Every snap, rustle or drip of dew hitting the ground sent shivers up my already frigid spine.  I kept straining to see what I couldn’t see.

But then after a while the woods began to wake up. The night sounds were taken over by the birds greeting the day and squirrels running across limbs. Gradually, my vision moved past a few feet to several feet and soon to the whole field came into sight. What was there all along was now visible. It had never left, only my view was limited because I can’t see in the dark.

There are times in our lives when we’re caught in that pre-dawn moment, just before God turns the lights on and we see He’s been there all along. He’s been keeping us in the dark while He was getting ready to reveal the fuller picture of what He was doing.

I have to admit sitting in the dark on a tree stand was my most unfavorable part of hunting. But I loved when the darkness gave way to morning.

The LORD'S lovingkindnesses indeed never cease, for His compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is Your faithfulness. Lam 3:22f