The morning sun shone through the clouds, sending down light in glorious array.

My heart held a moment in the breathtaking beauty of a newborn day.

 

I envisioned Christ coming in glory, appearing in just such a way.

Little did mankind know it was but a stolen moment away.

 

Simple joy filled my soul’s hope as I drank in this stirring sight.

His word coming in remembrance, “I come as a thief in the night.”

 

Sadness momentarily crept its way for those who would be beneath.

On such a day there would be, for them, weeping and gnashing of teeth.

 

I was torn for those of this world, who lived lives, mindless of the cost.

I understood in his patient mercy, my God was willing that none should be lost.

 

I felt a stab of grief then, how God must feel to lose even a single one,

For he so loved the world he sent to die, His one and only beloved son.