The Word says that
Joy comes in the morning –
— However —
Joy also comes in mourning —
...mourning over my sin —
my habitual misbehavior—
...mourning when I love myself
- instantaneously -
before showing love for others
or
for my Heavenly Father.
...mourning because He told me clearly
He’ll redeem the lives of ones I love ...
and my impatience often prevails...
forgetting that He is the
Author of Time --
and
I am not!
But
when I repent, reverse my heart,
remit my expectations,
rejoice in my salvation through His Son,
The joy
— quiet, tingly —
— over-the-top exploding —
moves me onward
and eventually
upward.
And
true joy invades my heart
knowing that
my dear Heavenly Father,
amazingly,
finds His joy
in me--
even ME !!
Head for true and varied joy at the blog carnival
Joy comes in the morning –
— However —
Joy also comes in mourning —
...mourning over my sin —
my habitual misbehavior—
...mourning when I love myself
- instantaneously -
before showing love for others
or
for my Heavenly Father.
...mourning because He told me clearly
He’ll redeem the lives of ones I love ...
and my impatience often prevails...
forgetting that He is the
Author of Time --
and
I am not!
But
when I repent, reverse my heart,
remit my expectations,
rejoice in my salvation through His Son,
The joy
— quiet, tingly —
— over-the-top exploding —
moves me onward
and eventually
upward.
And
true joy invades my heart
knowing that
my dear Heavenly Father,
amazingly,
finds His joy
in me--
even ME !!
Head for true and varied joy at the blog carnival
Very nice. Thank you for some wonderful thoughts ... :-)
ReplyDeleteGreat thoughts! I really like this:
ReplyDelete"— quiet, tingly —
— over-the-top exploding —
moves me onward
and eventually
upward."
I have had that experience before and it's awesome! :)
Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing.
Abundant blessings!
"He is the author of time, not me." Love that...need that reminder too.
ReplyDeleteAmen! I am constantly amazed at how no matter what I do or say or think or AM, He finds me to be his most prized possession.
ReplyDeleteHe's indeed the source of our joy. Good post.
ReplyDeleteI loved this part of your poem best, "my dear Heavenly Father,
ReplyDeleteamazingly,
finds His joy
in me--
even ME !!"
It's so easy to think it's everybody else except me. Sorry I've not had a chance to write you back yet; lots on my mind.
even ME... awesome!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the great post.
Well said, friend. The "even Me" part is the clincher. Yes, even Us.
ReplyDeleteI love the reminder that my actions bring Him joy. Thank you. :)
ReplyDeleteOh! Love, LOVE this! Great way to look at it.
ReplyDeleteIf any of you check back, just wanted to say "thanks"... lovely when we can encourage one another. Be blessed BIG TIME by our BIG TIME Father...
ReplyDeleteCJ
cool play on words.
ReplyDeleteyes, even me. we are blessed indeed. xox
ReplyDeleteJoanne, I hope you are having a wonderful Mother's Day. May God fill this day with joy for you.
ReplyDeleteThinking of all the joy your friendship has given me ... blessings of the heart this day.
ReplyDeleteCaryjo -- I read your story below about your parents finding God and your reuniting with your father. Very moving -- thank you for being brave enough to share it here!
ReplyDeleteHappy Mother's Day -- joy to you today and every day.
he is the author of time, not me.
ReplyDeleteStunning.
How did I miss this? Love it!!
ReplyDeleteSuch a JOY-ful post. Thank you!
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