Postcards From Heaven: I love mornings. The chirping of the birds. The sound of falling dew-drenched leaves. Every little detail and movement before the din of the rising day drowns out the serenity of the passing night. But what I like the most about the dawn is the rising sun. On most days, I’ll stand back and lift my hands in worship to the creator of all things beautiful. But on days like this, I will take out my camera and preserve the memory. The rising sun, like it rose yesterday, is God’s way of reminding us that as long as our heart is beating, we can dream again. Life will always dim our shine. Our strength will wane. And life’s seasons of darkness make us forget who we are. But when morning comes, the rising sun is a picture-perfect postcard from heaven, with a simple but profound message written on the back: It’s never too late to start all over again. #Monday