*This story is fictional, but the thoughts of the girl are mine*
The mansion was so quiet that anyone walking through the hallways could probably hear the sound of a pin dropping. All the palace princes and princesses were still fast asleep. All the royal eunuchs, servants, and slaves were also at their resting quarters. Princess Ayana slept in the fourth wing of the palace. Something caused her to wake up suddenly. It was just 4.00am in the wee hours of the morning. She smiled...hoping it would happen today. She was hoping the morning will come, and with the morning that a lot of amazing things would happen. So she put on a shawl and drew closer to her window pane. After opening the windows to let in a bout of fresh air, she sighed and waited for one more hour.
After numerous trials of counting sheep, an hour elapsed...then she began to see what she was looking for. The horizon. The apparent intersection of the earth and the sky, divided by the light from the early morning sun. Golden streams of light were pouring in through her window. She sprung up in joy...the morning was here and no one should be missing the sight of the horizon.
So she quickly lifted the hem of her luminescent green floral garment and began to race towards the other three wings of the palace. Her sisters, her sisters. They shouldn't miss the horizon...she had to wake them up before the moment passed them by. She got to the first room, and jumped on her oldest sister's bed. "Joanna, Joanna...I can see the horizon right now, outside my window." She was in utter disbelief when her sister adamantly pushed her off the bed and dismissed her with a simple wave of her fingers. Joanna hissed and slept back. Unfortunately, her other two sisters gave similar responses...and her countenance fell. "When will my morning come?" She asked herself. Every time she saw the horizon, she felt empty because no one shared it with her. She felt that it wasn't real because no one acknowledged the morning sun.
Then all of a sudden, it dawned on her. Her morning was not everyone else's morning. Her morning was NOW. Her morning was when she decided to see the horizon. She must embrace the moment and enjoy the scenery. She must enjoy the gifts of joy that came with her morning. It was not dependent on any one, neither was it dependent on any thing. Then she danced back to her room, humming to herself...she stuck her hands out the window and received the rays of light with a smile.
********************************************When will your morning come? Your morning is right now, as you read this piece with a smile on your lips. Your morning is not dependent on your surroundings, your family, your friends, or your partners. Your morning is whenever you decide to receive it from God. It took me a few hours last week Friday to determine that my morning was here and now, and also that I had the joy that came with it ("Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.")
God is giving you, my readers, a brand new morning right now. It doesn't matter what happened yesterday or in the past few seconds. I can see the horizon. I can see the rays of light pouring in through your window. You just need to accept this revelation, and let go and let God.