It is a joy that drills deep. To the core. Beyond the feelings fleeting.
For if joy depends on how you or I feel in any given moment it will fluctuate, dampening our spirit.
But it is the joy of the Lord that is our strength, what propels us when life is beautiful or when life is a pill.
The Lord is my strength and my shield;
my heart trusts in him, and he helps me.
My heart leaps for joy,
and with my song I praise him.
And in this season of lights bright and cookies sweet and presents buying we can get so stressed that we forget the blessing of His Holy Presence.
And you alone with Him your Truest Lover.
And a tiny candle burning into the darkness of your soul in the early morning.
Light of your world if you will let Him shine in you as He lives in you.
And you filling and sweetly filled with longing. And Him your joy washing over you, cleansing your wounds.
Immanuel. God with us in a way no human can ever be.
Him our Rock.
We may not smile in moments lost to the darkness, but our joy, His joy, keeps glowing.
And that warms our hearts in the coldest of times.
For He is beyond time and is the Father of Time.
Holding us close for all time.
Longing for us to cease our striving after earthly love — even though that is often a gift dearly gracing our days — and just simply come to Him.
Wounds and dirt and girlish giddiness and all.
And then come undone. Like Mary must have when she held her baby boy to her breast and kissed the face of God.
And you and me, we can kiss Him, too. We can close our eyes in sublime surrender and feel Him lifting us up to the heavenlies.
And like Leah we will name our heart-child Judah.
She became pregnant again and had another son. “God heard,” she said, “that I was unloved and so he gave me this son also.” She named this one Simeon (God-Heard). She became pregnant yet again—another son. She said, “Now maybe my husband will connect with me—I’ve given him three sons!” That’s why she named him Levi (Connect). She became pregnant a final time and had a fourth son. She said, “This time I’ll praise God.” So she named him Judah (Praise-God). Then she stopped having children.
Genesis 29:33-35 The Message
Our joy is Him, The One our heart has ever searched for.
Praise-God! and find shalom birthed by joy of our Lord birthed through a girl.
In a cave in the cold…