This past weekend was the first weekend of Autumn, 2020. The Missus and I spent it at the beach. Saturday, my early-morning run had me out of the house shortly before sunrise at run's beginning and back in house shortly after sunrise at run's end.
While I was running north on the boards in Spring Lake, sunrise arrived at 6:48 a.m. It was beautiful, as it always is, even on a day when sunrise arrives unaccompanied by sunshine. Its beauty lies in not simply what it is but in what it means and in what it represents.
Sunrise - Saturday September 26, 2020
(as seen while running north in Spring Lake)
Every sunrise unpacks with it not merely a new day but the promise of a new opportunity for each of us fortunate enough to be alive to bear witness to its ascent. Irrespective of what we did or what we failed to do one day earlier - or on every day that came before this one - redemption presents itself to us just as the sun does.
It is my favorite part of the day.
-AK
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