At the end of a long day...
broken needles... messed up orders...
the end of the year of after-school ministry...
unruly fourth graders... and a stern temper...
feeling as if I've cast seed on hard ground...
wondering if I failed Him...
fighting the urge to binge on snacks...
yet... there resides in my heart... a strange joy...
And do not be grieved, for the joy of the Lord is your strength.
Nehemiah 8:10 ESV
I feel like I should be grieved... but really... I just can't be...
His joy... my strength...
the result of a long obedience in the same direction...
fighting the good fight...
not quitting...
remaining faith-full...
Joy... it's so much greater than happiness...
My red cup... and a fresh pot of decaf brewing on a dreary Wednesday afternoon... makes me happy...
Happiness is fragile... just like my red cup...
Joy... it's different...
it comes only from Him...
eternal... unreasonable... and sometimes a mystery...
Where have you experienced joy recently...?
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