Which do you prefer? Sunrise… Sunset…

Swiftly Flow The Years!

Sunrise - Steamboat Springs 2014
Sunrise – Steamboat Springs 2014

I recently took an informal poll on Facebook about what people like best. Sunrise. Sunset. With no preconceived notions of answers, the thought came to me that I might be different than many others.  Also, I was curious if there was a trend.

It was pretty much evenly split. And for varied reasons. There were a few that liked both equally, and some like the thought of closing out the day with a beautiful image, while others saw the potential for the day as it unfolds from before the blush of dawn.

Me, I’m a morning person. Seldom have I ever been able to sleep late, and mostly am content with getting up while it is still dark and enjoying that morning blush of a new day. In fact, if I do sleep late then I felt like I’ve missed the best part of the day!

What rigor of life sets you on the path of being a person of the morning or evening?
I wish I knew!

True, a career path that has set daytime hours often puts you on the path of getting up early to start the work day. I remember getting up around 4:30, walking outside to enjoy the closing hours of night, and hoping my newspaper was already delivered!

I quit taking the paper when it could not get to me early enough to greet the day.

My granddad was a true morning person. It probably had much to do with his hard working life and enjoyment of fishing and long walks. I think. As long as I knew him he was retired, having taken that step just months before my birth.  Yet, I never saw him as anything but a hard working person. He was always working on something, and fishing or taking a walk. Running cows, and fishing or taking a walk. Building and rebuilding houses, and fishing or taking a walk.

I came to believe that fishing was simply hard work! And a long walk was such a relaxing event. I simply remember him getting up around 4am, making some coffee and making burnt toast (on purpose…), and then walking for several hours as the morning opened up. Back to the house around 7:30 and grandmother would make him a regular breakfast, and then he would be gone and busy.

Since I am not a long sleeper, so I guess I am some sort of a hybrid – a little bit of day, a little bit of night, and a few hours of sleep.

I do remember a time of college and work. Night shifts in the computer room. Day shifts sitting in classrooms. 4-6 hours of sleep, and then repeat the cycle.

What does it matter? There are too many years and adages and sages talking about the important of early morning hours being the most productive. You know, it’s the early bird that gets the worm!

Sunset - Steamboat Springs 2014
Sunset – Steamboat Springs 2014

Jesus said to work while it is day, for the night will come when no man can work. (John 9:4) The night he was speaking of was symbolic of death. Death of sleep, or death of eternity, there is coming a time when we will not be able to do the work we are called to do.

I’ve been awake off and on since about 3:30. My mind begins to churn with unfinished tasks, and yet, if I’m on vacation my morning habit seldom changes.

Regardless of the day of the week, morning comes early. Actually… It comes at the same time! Well, I guess you can work in the night… Maybe a power nap before the sun rises…But when the day arrives in all of it’s glory, I want to see that sun peeking over the hill and around the clouds!

From Fiddler on the Roof:

Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset

Is this the little girl I carried?
Is this the little boy at play?
I don’t remember growing older
When did they?

When did she get to be a beauty?
When did he grow to be so tall?
Wasn’t it yesterday
When they were small?

Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly flow the days
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers
Blossoming even as they gaze

Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly fly the years
One season following another
Laden with happiness and tears

One season following another
Laden with happiness and tears
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset