Six thirty eight in the morning at the intersection of 500e and 450s with my dear friend/brain sister, Lizzy (Elizabeth, for long). I know the sun rises every day, but I was filled with an inexpressible joy as I took in the beauty of the earth with dew on my toes and the smell of morning in my noes.
With these sights, sensations, and sounds impressed in my mind, I headed to my eight o’clock prayer final. We were asked to share a brief testimony of the work of God through this semester and the memories of the morning shed a beautiful light (pun kind of intended) on each thing that was said. A classmate reminded me of a quote by O. Hallesby.
"To pray is nothing more involved than to lie in the sunshine of God’s grace."
The meaning of this became illuminated as if the sun itself were shining through my skull and right into my thoughts (pun absolutely intended). I found myself being reminded of how precious it is that we are constantly allowed in God’s presence and, because of the sacrifice of Christ, he asks nothing of us. We only have to choose to be in a beautiful and refreshing state.