“Look at the birds in the sky; they do not sow or reap, they gather nothing into barns, yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are not you more important than they?” Matthew 6:26
The rock outcropping began to warm in the pre-dawn glow as the horizon took on a golden orange hue. The undersides of marshmallow clouds shared the warming embrace, kissed by the still-hidden sun.
The cliff was already active with calls and chatter. I’ve never been a morning person, but this, my first daybreak with wings, was something I wouldn’t miss. Some were waddling on the beach, while others were already taking advantage of warming air columns, soaring high above the open expanse of ocean.