Happy birthday, Matt!

Matt got an amazing birthday sunrise this morning. For some reason, we were awake oddly early (even after sleeping at 12:45 a.m. because we were watching “The Heart of the Game,” a great documentary about a girls’ basketball team in Seattle). When I got out of bed at 6:45, I was really confused why it was so dark out. I walked through the rest of the house, which was still pitch black, and checked the clocks a couple of times. Was someone playing a cruel joke on me, to which I would gladly accept if it meant being able to crawl back into bed.

Anyway, we ended up leaving the house at 7:30, which is normally when I would be leaving the bedroom and walking out to the kitchen. So on the freeway, we had an amazing view of the sun rising and casting a bright golden-orange sheen against the bottom of a thick blanket of clouds. The color was then reflected off of the half-exposed Mount Rainier, creating a pinkish glow around the snow-covered peak.

I tried to take some pictures, but the photos do not do the real thing any justice. God sure gave Matt a beautiful birthday gift. Sure beats the green onion pancakes and banana shake I got him last night, but how can I ever compare to God, right?