No matter how dead tired I am, the lure of seeing God's gift of a new day wrapped in amazing hues of gold, red, and magenta is just too hard to resist. Seeing the amazing display of colors that morning in Tambobong beach felt exactly like this:
Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
Born of the one light, Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God's recreation of the new day
-excerpt from Morning has Broken by Eleanor Farjeon (popularized by Cat Stevens)
Warm sunshine on your face, the smell of fresh coffee and breakfast ... what could be more perfect than this?