“For his anger is but for a moment, and his favor is for a lifetime. Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy comes with the morning.” Psalm 30:5
There’s a pristine peace and sacred quality to dawn. As the sunrise slowly pours forth light, I always welcome its sense of renewal, the promise of a new day.
No matter what anguish has passed in the darkness of night, faith arises with the first rays of sunshine. Grace is always waiting in the morning hour.
Yet, even before the sunrise makes its way into the skyline, another celestial wonder signals hope.
The morning star.
Against the ebony sky, when darkness still seems so grim and so dominant, a bright orb nevertheless glimmers with anticipation. This star announces that nighttime will not last forever, but dawn will soon come—and with it restoration.
Looking back at this past year since last Christmas, darkness heavily blanketed much of the world and difficulty ran rampant in my life and those I love.
Violence in our country is increasing. Rejection of God’s truth is going wild. Personal struggles against sin are all too real.
On this turbulent earth broken under the burden of sin, the night appears gloomier than ever.
Yet Christmas reminds us, as it did for every generation facing tribulations before us, that the morning star is in view—that dawn has begun.
Jesus is the Morning Star.
“I, Jesus, have sent my angel to testify to you about these things for the churches. I am the root and the descendant of David, the bright morning star.” Revelation 22:16
When Christ humbly came in a manger, He marked a new beginning – the dawn of eternity.