Houston Sunrise

(From January 6, 2010)

Have you ever done something really special, and you wondered if anyone cared. You didn’t really want the credit for it. You just wanted to know if someone noticed. Well, this morning, God, -- that sunrise -- I noticed!

If I could have safely pulled my car over, facing east, I would have sat there enjoying it, willing it to pause so I could take it in, but glad to see the next moment when it changed and was even more beautiful. I wished that I could smell or hear it, because seeing was just not enough.

I could have written poetry. It was that beautiful.

Then I get to work, and I’m sitting in my cubicle, looking out my window with a perfect view of the parking garage. And I realize that had my teenage daughter not lost her shoes and made us late leaving, I would never have known that Houston had the most beautiful sunrise I have seen in a long time. I’m so thankful that I was relaxed and happy to be warming up the car and that I didn’t fuss at her for taking so long. I think God might have done that too!

The Universe, this morning, gave Houston something worthy of a deep, deep sigh and sense of awe. I’m so glad I noticed!