Isaiah woke up early this morning (which means we woke up early too) and as we tiptoed around the house making breakfast and getting ready for church, Taya and I paused for a moment and noticed the most spectacular sunrise peeking over Mount Baker and the Three Sisters.
It's been a while since we've seen a good sunrise or sunset; Arkansas is so hilly and loaded with trees that you can never seem to get to a clear view of the horizon. So something that has happened morning after morning for all the years that we lived here in Lynden now captures our attention a little more. I hopped in the truck with camera in hand and rushed to the Hannegan Road to try to get a clear view of this majestic sight. By the time I got there it was already starting to fade away, but I was happy to get a picture to at least remind me of the real thing.
I guess in some ways that's the way Christmas morning should be for us... many Christmas mornings have gone by since that very first one, but this morning was a good reminder to me to take the time to stop and be amazed by it and then rush to catch a glimpse of the splendor of Christmas morning.