And how blessed all those in whom you live, whose lives become roads you travel; 

They wind through lonesome valleys, come upon brooks, discover cool springs and pools brimming with rain!

God-traveled, these roads curve up the mountain, and at the last turn--Zion! God in full view!~Psalm 84: 5-7 (From The Message)

The protagonist, Alexandra, in my manuscript I'm working on, is struggling. Her therapist, Dr. Wallace Greer, gives her an assignment. She is to write down five things that provide delight, or have provided delight in the past. Alex (her preferred name), tells Dr. Greer she's never really used that word, hasn't contemplated it before. He encourages her to participate in the assignment. Give it a try. 

Yesterday I was in the library and ran across a book, The Book of (More) Delights, by Ross Gay. I'd never heard of the book before I wrote about my fictional character and gave her the assignment through Dr. Greer. And the book I saw and checked out at the library is his second set of essays about delight. (The first, The Book Of Delights.) And surely it is good and healing to concentrate on discovering what delights us in this world that holds such trouble, that can cause our hearts to feel brittle and break apart. 

One of the things that brings me delight is waking up early. (I realize for many people, this would not be on their list of delights). I love the darkness, before the sun rises. I open my blinds in anticipation of the light pouring through and the entrance of a new day. Then gradually, the light begins to appear, usually in multiple shades of blue. Sometimes pink or gray, or a ball of orange fire that emerges from the stand of trees outside my door. Yesterday morning I felt so happy to see the light, I stepped outside and a fragile, white moon sat in the blueness of a fresh sky. I felt as it I'd curved up the mountain and at the last turn there was God in full view.

What delights you?