Sunday, January 15, 2012

Joy

There's a place I go sometimes that I can't describe well because it's more about a feeling than a visual; although, sometimes a visual experience will send me there. It's fleeting. I felt it on the January day described in my last blog. Sometimes I feel it after talking to someone at the shop or watching something inspirational on TV or reading the Bible or running down the hallway chasing Bella Grace or walking at the lakefront with Darren. I know the feeling is joy. I don't know how I  know, but I know.

Joy doesn't always come wrapped in glimmering moments. Sometimes it dresses in everyday clothes. It's, as my Daddy used to say, " I woke up and put my feet on the floor. It's a good day," joy. That's joy, the enduring kind, the eternal kind. The kind that says life is worth living no matter what events take place,and death is a dream unimaginable and beautiful beyond words, the place Steve Jobs saw while uttering his last words, "Oh, wow!" "Oh, wow!"

Marketing experts try to capitalize on joy by making us believe it's many things it isn't. Not that some of those "things" might not bring joy, but they can't be joy. Joy comes from the creator of the heavens and earth. Joy comes from the source of love and life. Joy is not something we can make or subscribe to obtain. Joy, like love, just is. Be still. Take a deep breath, and accept joy. It's not outside. It's inside. Then, when you know you've experienced  it, say thank you to the source of all joy.

With the eyes of your heart enlightened, you may know what is the hope to which he has called you, what are the riches of his glorious inheritance among the saints and what is the immeasurable greatness of his power for us who believe according to the working of his great power. 
Ephesians:1: 18-19

Peace. Love, Linda

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