Sunrise in Myanmar

Jan 02nd 2010

Sunrise in Yangon

This morning I woke up early – time change stuff, I’m not an early morning person – the sun was just coming up over Yangon.  The city is pretty dark at night, for a city of over 1 million, one indication of the poverty is the darkness of the city at night.  But as the sun was peeking over the horizon, I could see the city waking up.

A few cars were driving.  A man was outside his home washing the dust off the windows of his car.  Over to my right, there is a Buddhist temple or school of some sort.  A large room was lit, the only room for miles that I could see filled with light.  Inside I could see a man kneeling, his head bobbing up and down to the Buddha.

The words from a song that God birthed in a band while they played in a bar in Bangkok, came to my mind.

You’re the God of this City

You’re the King of these people

You’re the Lord of this nation you are.

You’re the light in this darkness you are.

You’re the  hope to the hopeless

You’re the peace to the restless, you are.

There is no one like our God

Greater things have yet to come

Greater things are still to be done in this city.

Lord may it be so.