Psalm 30:5 : “Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.”
This verse does not say weeping is wrong. It does not rush you out of grief or hand you a forced smile and call it faith. It simply tells you the truth about time … that night, however long it stretches, is not the permanent condition.
Morning is coming.

There is something important in the word endure. Weeping endures ….meaning it has weight, it has presence, it takes something out of you. God does not minimize the night by promising the morning. He honors the darkness by naming it honestly while refusing to let it have the final word.
The night shift of faith is the hardest assignment. It is the season when you cannot see what God is doing, cannot feel what you used to feel, cannot manufacture the certainty that everything will be alright. You simply have to hold on until the light changes.
But light always changes. That is what light does.
Joy is not destroyed by your weeping. It is waiting on the other side of it …patient, certain, already scheduled. The morning is not a maybe. It is a promise from a God who invented the sunrise.
Hold on through the night. Morning has never once failed to arrive.