Sunday mornings. A day of rest. Looks good on paper.
Two days ago (Sunday), I caught up to him while he was walking and I was finishing a long run. We both purposefully went out of our way to walk an extra 20 minutes, just so we could talk.
He told me he had just asked God for a sign, moments before I caught up to him. He thinks our walk was it.
Sure hope it helped him as much as he helped me.
