Joy

“For his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.” (Psalm 30:5)

Joy does come in the morning – another sunrise of God’s artistry in sky, the things and people around us that we love, the surety of His love. Joy does, indeed, come in the morning.

We’ve all had our sorrows and sadnesses, our disappointments with others that can’t compare with our disappointments in ourselves. The loneliness, the longing. It takes a certain maturity, I think, to realize that we are not lonely and longing for material people and things, but for a closeness to our Lord and Savior. He is ever near to us but we seem to spend so much time and effort pushing Him further and further away til we are alone in a dark valley filled with shadows and uncomfortable sounds. Three a.m., staring at the ceiling, wondering how we got to where we are from where we began. The answer is always, one step at a time. We either didn’t see them or chose to ignore them, those steps that took us away from where we most needed to be. Most wanted to be.

Come the morning – the sun breaks through the fading dark and we are given the gift of another day; a day in which there is nothing but possibilities – we can choose to make the very best of those possibilities or we can continue on that step path away from Him. We can amend our lives or we can continue in our old ways. We know in which direction lies joy.

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