The Breaking of Dawn

By Andrea Gary

Posted July 4, 2025

 Scripture on My Heart

“Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.”— Psalm 30:5

When the Earth Holds Its Breath

There’s something sacred about the quiet moments before the sun rises. Before the world wakes, before the chaos and

chatter begins, there’s a stillness almost like the earth is holding its breath.

This morning, I watched the horizon crack open with light. Slowly, but with certainty, darkness gave way to dawn. It wasn’t rushed. It wasn’t loud. It just… happened. And somehow, it reminded me that healing works the same way.

The Quiet Work of God

There are places in me still covered in darkness, where grief sleeps, where loneliness lingers, where old wounds have not yet fully healed. But today, I caught a glimpse of hope.

Like the first rays of sunlight, God is still doing a quiet work in me, unseen but steady.

I want my heart to rise like it did this morning. Not suddenly, not perfectly, but faithfully. I want to believe that even in my silence, God is speaking. Even in my stillness, He is moving.

✨ Dawn Always Breaks

Sometimes, it’s not the loud miracles that show God is near, it’s the steady light that returns each morning. The breaking of dawn is more than nature’s rhythm, it’s a holy reminder:

We are not forgotten. We are being healed.