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As I see my life, I am at noon. No longer am I in the newness of the morn. The morning such a bright, beautiful time; sunlight glowing magical it seems. Now, I face noon day. They mysteries of the morning are gone. There are shadows that lurk-but alas, I have all afternoon. The golden tones of the morning are replaced by the harsher tones of noon. Ones life stands to be examined in the light of midday-the sun is at it's peak. The noon time light is clear. In the morning even the dust looks lovely, but at noon you see life, clear and focused. The dust is dust; not to appear as the flecks of gold floating through the air as it did in the morning. Twilight is not yet in sight, but the certainty of it is a fact. For such has been the way of a day since creation.
I am at midday. It is a beautiful time. May I embrace this time. Oh to see life for what it is and what it can be. To live with nothing to hide, nothing to gain, and nothing to prove. May I dance at noon, see clearly as I embrace the day, and most of all do all for the glory of Christ.