It is early. For me, it is the best time of the day. I know that does not fit for everyone. For many, the early morning hours are only good for sleeping and then trying hard to wake up. The late evening and really early morning hours are best for them. They are creative, insightful, and energized when the clock shifts from PM to AM with the midnight hour.
But my best hours are in the morning. Before sunrise is always the sweet spot. It is a time to pray and a time to think. I jot down ideas, thoughts, and must-do's on a list before setting out for the day.
Just a few days ago I had a quick conversation with Brother Christian at the Abbey of Gethsemani. I happened to bump into him on the sidewalk that leads to the retreat house. It was early morning just after the full break of dawn. We shook hands in silence. Then he spoke. The first words of a Trappist monk are always interesting. "Great time of day," he said. "Yes, beautiful." "I saw your bus, how many do you have." "Ten this time. I will be back next month with ten more." "May God bless them with a beautiful day of prayer." He climbed into the Abbey pick-up and gave a quick wave as he drove away. We hadn't spoken for almost four years. We may not speak ever again. But it was indeed a beautiful day.
The dawn is beautiful. The early morning air is something to behold. A fresh sunrise will refresh my spirit. But it is the gift of relationship that gives meaning and value to each new day.