several years ago, i felt like Got put a word on my heart.
the word was joy.
joy is what i want my life, my family, my relationship with Christ to be marked by.
i want to overflow with His joy in my life.
i want others to see it.
but in reality....
too often, it is not.
especially in the last month,
it is hard for me to find the joy.
i'm not saying i have had NO joy lately.
it is there...
in the fun experiences with my family,
the sweet moments of worship at church,
or when i see my husband come home at night, excited about the ministry God has him doing.
there is joy in my life.
but too often (especially lately) i am allowing the
loneliness & discouragement of life
to color my view.
to steal my joy.
to change my understanding of what God has for me.
the truth is that He is providing joy in abundance for me.
but i choose to wallow in self-pity rather than take hold of it.
or when i want to be joyful, it is ME trying to make myself feel 'happy'
rather than relying on HIM to give me the strength and joy i need.
if i'm really being honest,
i don't like myself much right now.
i know i'm not where i want to be
(not in location, but as a person)
or where HE wants me to be.
joyful.
always.
through Christ.
regardless of circumstance.
and really....
joy isn't about ME at all, right?
it's about HIM.
this morning i was smacked in the head with a reminder of His love for me.
how He knows exactly where i am.
what i need.
this morning was the first morning of 'nurture'.
it's a mom's group at church.
i have been so looking forward to being a part of a network of women in the same season of life again.
nurture is basically the same as moms & more at the well
(which had a huge impact on my life.)
so even though i walked in only recognizing two faces,
it felt like home.
for the first time in weeks,
i felt truly comfortable.
i went to the check-in table to register and get my table name.
my table name:
joyful.
i sat down and was greeted by my table host,
a woman whom i've interacted with several times
(and already totally loved)
and my heart felt full.
i felt joy.
during introductions, they mentioned the table names,
and how they hoped they might help define something God was showing us right now.
isn't that something?
i could have been sitting at the adored, or beautiful, or chosen table.
but i was at joyful.
and after 2 1/2 hours of nurture this morning
that is exactly what i feel.
what i realized this morning is that i cannot MAKE myself feel joy.
maybe i can make myself feel happy.
or excited.
but joy comes from my relationship with my heavenly father.
trusting in what He has done for me
and what He is doing for me right now.
if i can trust that He died on the cross to forgive my sins,
that He loves me unconditionally,
or that He is in control of everything,
then I can definitely
trust that He has good things for me.
'being confident of this, that He who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ' -philippians 1:6
thank you, Jesus, for this morning.
for reminding me that you desire joy in my life.
that it might overflow onto my children, my husband, my friends,
and all whom i meet.
you have not abandoned me; you know me intimately.
as simple as it seems,
thank you for providing a place for me to enjoy community,
be challenged in my faith,
and experience your joy in all circumstances.
and thank you for your gentle reminder to take my eyes off of me,
and put them back on you.