How long has it been since you’ve seen the sunrise? I think sometimes we get so caught up in “saving the earth” that we simply forget to enjoy it! While we are out bagging plastic bottles, collecting aluminum cans, teaching about carbon footprints, and wishing for more solar and wind power, time to stop and smell the flowers, or watch the sun dawn a new day, just doesn’t happen – or, at least for many.

How long has it been since you’ve seen the sunrise? I think sometimes we get so caught up in “saving the earth” that we simply forget to enjoy it! While we are out bagging plastic bottles, collecting aluminum cans, teaching about carbon footprints, and wishing for more solar and wind power, time to stop and smell the flowers, or watch the sun dawn a new day, just doesn’t happen – or, at least for many.

I am pretty lucky, but I guess it’s all in how you look at it. I work at a job where I get up and leave the house by 6:30 every morning. I witness the sun breaking every day. It’s one of my morning routines to watch for it, and I can tell you which hills along my route will showcase this dawn delight the best. As a matter of fact, the sunrise was so incredible the other day, I actually pulled over and, finding myself lacking my camera, I stood on the threshold of my car with my cell phone in the air taking pictures of the sunrise!

The black sky slowly changes tones from grays to slate-colored blues. As time progresses, the horizon blushes with apprehension at what the new day will bring. Slowly, oh so slowly, at the very center the blush deepens and warm fingers of color touch the outer edges of the cool silvery night. The blues and grays fade away only to return when the fingers of color retreat from the sky at dusk. But for now, the finest edge of the bright orange disk peeks over the horizon line and continues on its skyward journey, coaxing us from our beds. The sun, the center of our universe, the mother of our life, has graced us with another day.

A friend of mine recently vacationed in Florida. She returned bestowing praises on Florida’s sunrises and stated that surely they are unsurpassed by any in the world. “I don’t know,” I said, “I’ve seen them in Florida, but I think they’re mighty fine in Missouri, too.” She looked at me in amazement. How could I possibly believe such a thing? When was the last time you and your husband got up just to watch the sunrise here? Set your alarm clock, went out on the deck, wrapped together in a blanket with a cup of coffee in your hand, and watched a Missouri sunrise. She admitted she had never done that. “Treat yourself to that experience, and then tell me what you think,” I urged. She agreed.

Now that the nights have turned cooler, she and her husband took me up on the challenge. She reported back to me. “You’re right,” she exclaimed, “Missouri does have incredible sunrises!” We don’t have an ocean in front of us to mirror the beauty, but the view is still a masterpiece! I hope that in the hustle and bustle of living life, aspiring to live “green,” and just trying to survive, you stop a time or two and remember to smell the flowers and watch the sunrise! It will do wonders for your soul!