I often start my morning running in darkness. Only some street lamps and the moon shining. If I am lucky I can see the stars twinkling high above. I have come to really love this morning time. It’s quiet. Really the only quiet time of my whole day. I soak it in. I think, I plan, I dream, I talk to him and he listens. And I listen in the silence. It is more than a run in the darkness. It’s my time. Just a sliver of the day that it’s just me and him before the rest of my world awakes. Oh it’s so good.
Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of wintesses , let us also lay aside every weight, and sin which clings so close, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is seated at the right hand of the throne of God. Hebrews12:1-2