Do you ever wake up right before the Sun comes up, when the sky begins to fade from pitch black to purple? Purple becomes pink then orange, and before you know it the day has begun.
The colorful in between of darkness to daylight is a spectacle we as humans have been fascinated by since the beginning of time.
As I lay here and watch the Sun rise through the slit in our curtains I think about how this simple moment is possible because of a giant burning ball of gas 93 million miles away.
I think about all the incredible, specific requirements that physically must be met for life to even be sustained here on earth.
I ponder the magnificent odds of every choice of those who came before Lacie and I that led to us laying here together in this particular part of the world as husband and wife.
The odds of it all, the limitless possibilities that resulted in this outcome...it’s truly amazing.
The complex systems that support the seemingly simple pleasures in our life could leave even the brightest mind contemplating for eternity.
From the sunrise to relationships, there is a behind-the-scenes we can sometimes scratch the surface of but still largely remains a mystery.
Lacie is still sleeping, and the light is casting a soft pink glow on her face. This is one of those special moments, birthed from infinite prior interactions, and I want to freeze time.
Inevitably, though, the light turns to orange and then as bright as day, and we have to go on with the day. I’ll keep my eyes peeled, because these moments are tucked between the ordinary and only seen when you’re willing to see.