Lately I've been struggling to find daily joy. It has been lingering just beyond my grasp. So many around me have been experiencing profound loss recently. Some of those closest to me have been dealt blow after blow. I've felt inadequate to uplift and encourage. I can only cling to the promise that God is in control even when situations are beyond my comprehension.
"Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast. Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts. See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting." (Psalm 139: 7, 9-10, 23-24)
I think I am coming to believe that joy does not necessarily look like what we have been trained to look for.
ReplyDeleteI don't have anywhere to go with that statement. Just a wondering.
You bring me joy every time I think about you. (and it is the kind that is easily identifiable.)