The First of Many 6am's

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I looked up the sky, and in patience waited for the sun to rise. It was 6am, and it was the first of many to come, for the next 10 years…

It was Day 1 of Primary One. The entire family journeyed along with a little one, and we shifted and adjusted our lifestyles and re-tuned our biological clocks to start waking as early as that bewitched hour of 6am.

We saw soft, cottony, fluffy clouds in the likeness of marshmallows on our way to the car. We gave thanks to God for the beautiful and near-to-perfect weather. We believed that Jesus knew that tens of thousands of His little ones were entering formal school for the first time, and He wanted to create a quaint canvas of majestic sunrise solely for them. We stood in awe of His creation. His magical work of art.

-IamChrisIBlog