When I first typed the title I put mourning instead of morning. He has turned my mourning into morning! :0)
After some quiet time on the deck I noticed some flowers were doing well even in the 100 degree heat and drought. Looking for hope in a hopeless world? It is always there!
All this beauty was very close to my chair. Imagine how much beauty there is if I just stepped out a little more. We just need to be looking for joy and thanking Him when we find it.
The faithful love of the Lord never ends! His mercies never cease. Great is his faithfulness; his mercies are afresh each morning. Lamentations 3:22-23 NLT
I wrote this little piece about joy over thirty years ago. This was me as a young mother trying to define the meaning of joy while living with two pre-school aged daughters in England, away from family and friends, and married to a pilot in the Air Force who seemed to be spending more time flying than at home. It was challenging for sure.
True joy for me comes when I submit to God’s will for my life. It is being faithful in the small everyday things, all the joys of being a wife and mother of two small blue eyed girls. Joy is wiping the spaghetti sauce off a battle scarred two year old’s face. (She bumped it on the tub while getting into the water for one of her tea parties!) Joy is even wiping up all the water she spilled in the process. Joy is hanging up the suit Jim plopped on the floor and remembering his strong hand in mine during prayer at church. Joy is knowing Jesus is guiding me, even when I try to set out on my own detours. He’s always there to lead me back, to refresh me in the knowledge that being a wife and mother are important to Him.
All these years later, I think the definition holds. The things that matter are the eternal things. The things done for Him with a joyful attitude. Do I always do this? Of course not, but that is still my goal and will continue to be until I see Him face to face. What I wouldn’t give to be able to go back just one day and play with my girls! I would have played a lot more! Thankfully I still get to hang up the clothes Jim plops on the floor. Somethings never change! JOY!
Thank you Jesus for making me a wife and mother. Thanks for showing me how to be content and allowing me the awareness of your precious Presence.
When our Yorkies were puppies we played a game to teach them to come when called. One of us would hide in the house and shout, “Come find me!” and the puppies would travel toward the sound of our voice and when they found us they were rewarded with clapping and praise and the words, “You found me!” They loved that game. I have often thought I found Jesus when I was in college. Last night I was listening to Christian music and the lyrics to Amazing Grace….”I once was lost, but now I’m found”…. put a different perspective on “finding Jesus”. You see He found me, like the lost sheep and the lost coin in the parable, He found me. I know I already knew this, but the reminder filled my heart with comfort and assurance that I really needed. You found me Jesus! I once was lost, but now I’m found! Thank you for looking for me!
Woke up to the sound of rain on the windows of the loft. We are sleeping there these days because it is hotter and drier than a desert in Texas. We can turn off the air in the rest of the house and just turn on the air conditioner in the loft at night. We have a nice comfy bed up there. But the rain, the lovely precious sound of rain woke me this morning. We have only gotten a few tenths, but it is enough, it doesn’t take much to encourage my heart that this drought, this heat is temporary. It doesn’t take much. I sat down for my time with God and I was discouraged. But I read just one verse, sometimes it doesn’t take much, and that one verse reset my heart.
1 Thessalonians 5:17 The Message
Be cheerful no matter what;
pray all the time;
thank God no matter what happens.
These simple verses were as refreshing as the rain. It doesn’t take much to move us forward, closer to Him. It doesn’t take much, just whisper His Name! Jesus!