Of all the places I have ever been, and of all the beautiful things I have seen, getting up early to see the sun rise over the Indian Ocean is the most spectacular of all. It was family vacation for a week at the coast. All sunburnt from the day before, we hurried out of bed before the sky began to turn in color. The still heat and humidity of that early morning, instead of the crisp cool mornings we were used to in Kisii, were something I had not expected. We made our way to the beach, about a ten minute walk, with each step the sky seemed to turn over more and more. Once we reached the shore, we found that the tide was in, beating against the weathered rocks. Slowly by slowly the sun began to peep out from under the crashing waves, the rays giving only a glimpse of the Lord’s return would look like. Moment by moment the sky grew more and more brilliant with golds and reds and oranges reflecting off of the tall, fluffy clouds. Each gleam of light amplified a thousand times in each rippling of the vast sea. The glistening of the spraying foam against the lit sky was stunning. It was not long before the sun was up full and bright; the beauty of the first rays of dawn had passed away, but it had been captured both by camera and a long-lasting memory.
Written by: Abigail S.
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