One of the few benefits of a baby that wants to eat at 5:15am is the beauty of seeing a sunrise (especially because we have the master suite at the lake this weekend).

I noticed that the light broke through the darkness long before the sun had shown his face. But thanks to the lake reflecting the morning rays, it was even brighter. In some ways, it was the lake reflecting the light that actually proved the existence of the sun.

I wonder if my life ever reflects enough light to prove the existence of the Son.

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