i've learned a very important thing, during my trying times last year. i was at peace all day with my cancer diagnosis, knowing people were lifting me in prayer. it was when i woke, in the middle of the night that my sadness hit, and hit hard. i realized at 2:00 am all of my friends were asleep, thus not lifting me in prayer. in this i found joy, joy that they were sleeping soundly and joy in that when they woke, they again lifted me.
the power of prayer and the faithfulness of my friends and family, bring me joy.