Usually, now, during my morning quiet hour, the skies are dark. I ignite a candle, turn on a soft lighted lamp, pore over a verse or two and speak out heartfelt prayers for those I love. While jotting down words in my journal I slowly sip on my first cup of hot, dark roast coffee. Usually, I’m not finished with all I want to do at this desk before it’s time to meet my two hard-walking friends to begin our morning hour together. But I go anyway.
Today was different. It was dark when I shuffled to my desk but my friends are out of town so I lingered there, settling into the warmth of quiet prayer. I thought of our family: one in Minneapolis, six in Costa Rica and three here in town. I love to bring them to God each morning asking that He would grow within them a deep awareness of His presence. There is another little girl I’m praying for too. I don’t know her but she is healing from a traumatic brain injury and my heart has been deeply involved in talking with God about her. I’ve joined up with “Eva’s Army” praying for her just as I pray for my own grandchildren, about her same age.
Little Eva loves the color pink and people around the globe have been Instagramming glorious pink sky photos as an encouragement and a reminder to pray for her. The pink sunrise or sunset reflects thousands of people’s prayers that little Eva be restored to full health.
As I wrote and talked with God this morning I happened to look up to the sky outside my window. Of course, it is always dark! But today I had stayed a bit longer. As my eyes lifted, there, in the west, a gentle pink sky rested quietly behind puffy gray clouds. I’ve seen many glorious pink sunrises and plenty of stunning pink sunsets, but this one did not have any fanfare with it. The pink-reflected beauty from a sunrise I could not see was quite comforting somehow. When I looked to the east it was dark gray. When I looked again to the west, the pink was already starting to fade.
What am I to make of my glimpse of this pale, understated, reflected beauty?
I believe there is so much more to know about God. Right now I just see reflected beauty but one day we will see Beauty personified and He will be glorious. Somehow the glimpse of that pink sky reassured me that God is here, now. He sees, knows and loves us and longs for all to be fully restored. That is why He sent Jesus.
So I pray. I ask God to give us the trust needed to live a life of faith. My family, my little pink-girl-prayer-focus, and even my own heart need reminders and continual reassurances because uncertainty remains. But, thankfully, there is plenty of room for wondering! While spending time with what God has given us, we find comfort and courage because the One who loves us is so patient:
“This is how we know what love is: Jesus Christ laid down his life for us.” (1 John 3:16a)
This is love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son... (1 John 4:10)
Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus…" (Romans 8: 1)
He remembers his covenant forever, the promise he made, for a thousand generations. (Psalm 105:8)
Love always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. (1 Corinthians 13:7)
For now, we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known. (1 Corinthians 13:12)
When things feel shaky, you and I can rest with these truths while trusting, watching and waiting. While we stay, let’s keep our eyes open for glimpses of pink as a reminder that in this small physical way, God is showing us that He dwells in His people and is steadily doing His work while faithfully keeping His promises.