A Beautiful Sunrise

There are questions of what should be today? Where should I be tomorrow? Who is coming? Who is leaving? ...If things are good today, then why do I fret about tomorrow? Do I think He won't hold that too. If the evening comes before the day (as I am daily given a reminder by the sunrise after a dark night), ...........why then do I not hope?

"There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven:
a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain,
a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.
What does the worker gain for his toil? I have seen the burden God has laid on men.
He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the hearts of men; yet they cannot fathom what God has done from beginning to end."
-Ecclesiastes 3:1-11

"My heart was saying, 'Lord, take away this longing, or give me that for which I long.' The Lord was answering, 'I must teach you to long for something better.'
'...He fed you on manna which neither you nor your fathers had known before, to teach you that man cannot live on bread alone but lives by every word that comes from the mouth of the Lord.'
God knew that giving me Jim when I wanted him would not provide the far more important training I needed for things to come. It was in learning to eat the Living Bread, sufficient always for one day at a time (not in advance for the five years I feared) that I was taught and disciplined and prepared for later things."
-by Elisabeth Elliot in Passion & Purity

If everything is lost, thanks be to God
If I must see it go, watch it go,
Watch if fade away, die
Thanks be to God that He is all I have
And if I have Him not, I have nothing at all
Nothing at all, only a farewell to the wind
Farewell to the grey sky
Goodbye, God be with you evening October sky.
If all is lost, thanks be to God,
for He is He, and I, I am only I.
-by Julian, friend of the Vanauken's from the book "A Severe Mercy".