Morning
Hopewriters - Day 1 Morning
Every summer for me as a little girl would be spent at my favorite place, my grandma’s cozy grey cottage on the shores of Keuka Lake in upstate New York.
The summer days would be spent floating on the lake, finding snail shells on the beach, going for long boat rides, and having late night beach fires as a million stars decorated the sky.
Getting to spend an extended time with my grandma and watching her ways was a treasure too. One memory of her in particular has come to mind a lot this summer.
Often in the morning, I remember awakening to the sound of the hose hitting the grey post fence that over looked the lake. Grandma was up watering her morning glories. She would sometimes whistle and look long with her soft blue eyes out over the lake. Every morning without fail she would be there watering. As a kid I thought they were pretty but didn’t understand all that work for flowers that would not even last the whole day or hold up long enough to be picked and stuffed in a vase.
Unexpected health issues have kept us home this summer, but being home meant I could tend to my little porch garden. Miraculously, I was able to grow morning glories from seed. Each day they grew a little bit higher winding their way around the porch railings . And each morning they would be there in all their purplish blue glory to greet me reminding me of grandma and of my Heavenly Father’s care.
They spoke His words to me, “I am here. I have been up long before you, preparing this day bringing beauty and all that you will need your way. Don’t be afraid I am here”
These flowers have been life to me, giving me hope in the morning. I am guessing grandma knew this secret and that maybe she needed the hope those morning blooms brought too.
So today as dawn spreads her golden arms around the world may we look for the morning glories - reminders that our Heavenly Father has been up before us. That He’s got the coffee on and the table set. His beauty is unfolding. He’s inviting us to sit with him. To know His love in all our deep places. Let’s look long and linger there in His morning glory.