“Weeping may linger for the night but joy comes with the morning” Psalm 30:5

Grateful for mornings.

A text from a friend urging me to get out of bed at 5am and run because she knows the treadmill will heal me.

Coffee in hand, breakfast consumed, ready to take on the day but first the 3 miles that will make me feel strong enough to do it.

In times of trial blessings take unexpected forms. Today it takes the form of a text message on a morning when I especially felt the need to bury my head under the covers and forget that it was another day.

Joy initiated by a note from a friend willing me to just run.