“Wisdom is radiant and unfading,
and she is easily discerned by those who love her,
and is found by those who seek her.
She hastens to make herself known to those who desire her.
One who rises early to seek her will have no difficulty,
for she will be found sitting at the gate.” —Wisdom 6:12-14.
Many of the spiritual friends I know are indeed early risers. Early morning is their time to read or meditate or write before the business of the day begins. I used to walk around our neighborhood in the early morning before going to the hospital to work. Now I look out of a large picture window and watch and wait for the sun to come up and the cardinals and blue jays and woodpeckers to appear at my feeder.
At the beach, I like to sit outside and feel night becoming day. I like to feel the Gulf breeze and watch the water creatures gather to begin their day. This is their home. They are local. I am a visitor. The lone osprey circles high above the waves. The single blue heron swoops in and slowly struts on his stilts to be as near as possible to the early morning fishermen at the edge of the Gulf, hoping he will be given their small rejections. The pelicans fly in military formation so close to the waves that they must constantly get their feathers wet.
The early risers are like the women at the empty tomb on Easter morning. They are seeking resurrection, a new beginning—and they will find it every day as the sun majestically rises above the horizon with its color guard, especially on Sunday mornings.