seventy four miles per hour

so i was driving into the sunrise this morning. i've always been of the school that sunrises are prettier than sunsets. sunsets sometimes have really good clouds that bounce the color but sunrises sneak up on you and slowly reveal the colors of the world and i like that. it was pretty fun to drive towards it, i felt like i was driving into the sun rather than the sun rising on me. i was convinced that i was just catching up to the part of the world where the sun was; that my movement was somehow significant. like everything, this just reflects my view of the world. i can't just sit back and rejoice in the beauty that is being revealed; taking it all in as the world slowly transforms from a cold mystery, to a sleepy dawn, to a bright and beautiful day. i'm mostly aware that the fulfillment of god's plan for my life won't be complete until heaven, yet i still run towards whatever is next. i've decided to stop this. after turning around and driving away from the sunrise and realizing that these beautiful colors being revealed in my rearview mirror, and eventually all around me, weren't affected by my change in direction, it became obvious that not only was it impossible to run from the sunrise, it was so much more beautiful when i just watched. i'm not going to stop moving forward. i'm not the one doing the work. i just need to stay out of the way, be obedient and watch and rejoice in what god is changing and revealing.