Joy That Lasts
It's Easter today. A joyous day always.
Today that deep joy, the kind that anchors your soul, is my portion. It isn't readily felt; no giddiness, no somersaults, no sunny day happiness. But I search through the weightiness of a heavy heart, the blue feelings I am carrying to find it holding me steady, keeping me moored in the midst of this trying season.
Quarantine aside, it is a challenging season. Add a quarantine and one could feel pretty disoriented.
And I most certainly do,
But for abiding joy,
Joy that is the strength of my life.
I am kept, I am not moved.
Jesus Christ the risen Savior is my joy. Forevermore.
Today that deep joy, the kind that anchors your soul, is my portion. It isn't readily felt; no giddiness, no somersaults, no sunny day happiness. But I search through the weightiness of a heavy heart, the blue feelings I am carrying to find it holding me steady, keeping me moored in the midst of this trying season.
Quarantine aside, it is a challenging season. Add a quarantine and one could feel pretty disoriented.
And I most certainly do,
But for abiding joy,
Joy that is the strength of my life.
I am kept, I am not moved.
Jesus Christ the risen Savior is my joy. Forevermore.