I cannot explain it, but I have had two experiences of similar types in my life that remind me of what is important to me.
One happened during a war games exercise, and an incredibly barely sentient Second Lieutenant said one morning as the dawn broke drove the stars away over the beautiful terrain, "Look at all the wonder, all the wonder!" refering to the splendor of creation.
The second occured at the end of a mind stifling lesson on angels, and the teacher said, "I believe in angels, and I ask for my guardian angel every morning to enclose me in its wings of protection and love every morning." I had always done that as well, but had not realized it until that moment that it was so. The dawn has always filled me with hope.