A sunrise in Lake Atitlan

I signed up for a sunrise hike to the top of Indian´s Nose-a mountain summit which overlooks Lake Atitlan.

3:15am: Alarm rings. What have I done? Why...?

4:00 am: Guide and 2 other crazy people willing to get up this early arrive at the door of my hostel.

4:30 am: Catch the chicken bus. It was packed.  Shared my small school bus seat with 2 other people. WHY are there this many people up right now?

4:50 am: We arrive to what seems like a random path on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere. This can´t end well.

5:30 am: After a bit of a hike, we reach the summit.

As the black night and twinkling lights revealing the small villages within the hills turned into this...

Then later into this...

 And an hour or so later, into this...

I was so grateful for witnessing the silent, dark morning slowly come to life. I sat in awe of the views all around me, and the mystery of God´s creation taking form before my eyes. 

Ok...so 3:15 was totally worth it.

Let the morning bring me work of your unfailing love, for I have put my trust in you. Show me the way I should go, for to YOU I lift up my soul.   Psalm 143:8