The First Day

Genesis 1 cont’d:

And God said, “Let there be light,” and there was light. God saw that the light was good, and he separated the light from the darkness.  God called the light “day,” and the darkness he called “night.” And there was evening, and there was morning—the first day.

The first thing God spoke into existence across the dark, shapeless earth was “light.”  And he saw that it was good.

Then he separated the light from the dark – giving day and night – and he mentions evening and morning – the first day.

I love this.

Day and night are so general, aren’t they?  Day indicates we have light outside and night indicates the light is gone and it’s now dark.

But evening and morning – they're personal, aren't they?  I love both of them for different reasons.  Morning is a fresh start, it’s when I wake up ravenously hungry, and I feel invigorated for the “day.”  Evening is my favorite time to take a drive, just before the sun sets, when the colors of the sky light up from the glorious light behind the clouds – it just speaks of glory just before “night.”

Our God is personal.  He’s real.  He’s creative. And he dispels darkness with light all in the course of a few hours, and he meets us at the beginning of each change for a morning chat or an evening whisper.

Do you see him and hear him, during the course of your 24 hours?