"Courage is not the absence of fear, but the presence of Joy." - Ron Lewis
Where is my joy?
A friend of mine who blogs often has a saying on their page that reads,
"Joy > Stuff." Now if that statement is true then joy really isn't tangible, but if that is the case than could joy simply be an idea? Can we find it? Does it even want to be found? Is it even real?
Similarly God is compared to joy, and is sometimes even called the source of all things joy. However just like the questions I asked myself earlier, God can fall into that category and seem just as distant, almost to the point of being non-existent.
For me this has been the hardest thing to grasp. God's presence. Apparently God is close, so there is joy to be had. Right?
Well I was treated to a great sermon about joy and courage today through the story of David and Goliath, and it ended referring to each and every one of us as "Jesus' Joy."
Joy is relentless, joy is likened to the touch, joy seeks those who grow weary, joy is you and me.
I've never considered people as joy ... ever. Until now.
Maybe joy is closer to home than I thought after all. Joy came down and died for me so that the joy of Joy could live joyfully for all eternity.
As a gift I am able to live around the joy of Joy and experience reasons daily of why he died for us. My eyes were opened to my blatant selfishness and narcissistic mindset. Never again.
I could learn many things from Jesus, but this one took the pig.
To see joy, there must be less me. That is my challenge. Less me. More joy.
"Joy came down and rescued me, Joy came down and set me free. For I am yours, and I will be forever yours."
It's time for me to return.