Sunshine Day

My brain has stagnated this week so I must borrow a two-year-old’s statement and run with it.  Little Ben is the son of a young couple with Wycliffe who live far away. The young parents are dealing with some difficulties with their ministry as well as missing their families back home, so their son’s pronouncement must have brought smiles to their faces as it did mine when I read their newsletter.

When young Ben gets up in the morning, he bounces out of  bed and announces, “It’s a sunshine morning!”

I live in a geographical part of the US where it usually IS a “sunshine morning.” However, since I am not a morning person, I don’t always notice much until my blood starts circulating—some time around 10 AM. That’s not to say that I’m a slug-a-bed because I am usually up by 6 AM. (Only those of you who join me in being non-morning persons will understand.)

So back to Ben’s bright statement—it stuck in my mind and led me to think about “sunshine” in my life—in other words, things for which I’m thankful.

Actually, I am thankful for sunshine, but I’m also grateful for rain. Family and friends lend sunshine to my life. As I hear dreadful reports of war and turmoil in other parts of our world, I am reminded of the freedom I enjoy in my part of the universe.

Going to more miniature types of “sunshine” would have to include our little dog and his endearing ways, particularly when he stands up begging to sit on my lap and “hunker.”  Discovering the first flowers to bloom in spring and enjoying those fresh colors would have to be included in my list.

Of course, the most awesome sunshine is the “Sonshine”  of God’s great love shown through His Son. He’s the one who helps us see the sunshine in the world around us, making us aware of the obscure blessings we might have otherwise missed.

So keep your personal “sunshine” list tucked away at the back of your mind when your day does not start out as a “sunshine morning.” I intend to.