“It bursts forth like a radiant bridegroom after his wedding. It rejoices like a great athlete eager to run the race.” Psalm 19:5

I woke up just past 4 AM Easter morning but stayed in bed till 6.

Walking out the door with Fannie not long after, and remembering how once we would have already been at church for the sunrise service with big plates of scrambled eggs, I suddenly wished I’d been up earlier. To see the sunrise.

I noticed to the West, the moon was full and sitting in the tree branches, to the East the sky was all cascading in pink over the lake. I tied Fannie to the railing and ran back in for my camera.

We walked down the boulevard trying to get a clear shot of the moon, but the closer we got the more it faded.

Fannie did her business and was ready to head home for breakfast, but I half dragged her with me East toward the park and the pink, thinking the least thing I could have done was rise early enough to see the sunrise on Easter.

Looking South, the sky was now mauve and rose colored set against the subdued blue of the water, and to the North, it was a brilliant golden-orange. The sun, I figured, was up behind the wash of gray-blue clouds that looked like a rogue, as if the water were trying to rise right up there along with the sun.

By the time I had tied Fannie and turned back towards the water, I couldn’t believe I was seeing the sun just lifting from the horizon.

I saw the Sun Rise on Easter morning!

Lake Michigan, Easter Morning

“The heavens declare the glory of God; they skies proclaim the work of his hands.” Psalm 19:1