From now on, brothers and sisters, if anything is excellent and if anything is admirable, focus your thoughts on these things: all that is true, all that is holy, all that is just, all that is pure, all that is lovely, and all that is worthy of praise. - Philippians 4:8
I can't help but think of this verse every morning when I look out my kitchen window and behold the beauty of each morning. It doesn't matter whether it was -30 out during the Polar Vortex or 15 degrees during a normal winter day, how can you not feel loved when you wake up to this?!
I consider each sunrise God's personal hug to me each morning. An intimate moment between just him and I (like the rest of the world isn't seeing the exact same thing). I stop everything and just stare out the window in awe and gratitude. Half the time I can't decide whether I should take a picture of yet another miracle or if I should just enjoy it in solitude and soak up the love.
These beautiful mornings literally bring me to tears. I never feel so much love from God as when I'm beholding the beauty of a sunrise. It's like a warm blanket encompassing me. This is one of the reasons I love winter here so much. Nothing blocks my view of "all that is pure and lovely and worthy of praise".
