J esus first
O thers second
Y ou last
This
is true JOY. ~ Lois Kelly,
Kindergarten
teacher
Oh, how the “shoulda, woulda, couldas”
of life can rob our intended joy and steal our peace, the gifts of God.
When our dreams are stolen and our
hearts are broken we need not stay there ~ that is what we do when our minds
linger there, when we day dream over the shouldas and our words carry in them,
a wistfulness for yesterday.
God allows all that happens in our life
and He carries us forward, when we choose His path for us. He moves
past, over, around and thru the could-have-beens and brings us to the openness
of now ~ The empowered, with-God days, where Joy resides.
In Him all things are possible ~
all healing and purpose are found. The heart break and hurts that are so deep,
are the very well-spring that we serve from. Living in them, instead of
offering them up for service, is where our bondage traps us. There is no Life
there, only sorrows of the past.
Be devoted to one another in love.
Honor one another above yourselves.
Romans 12:10 ~ NIV
Joy was never meant to be self-serving,
‘me’ oriented. Joy, real joy, the JOY of Jesus is all encompassing. When we
look at our circumstance, our feelings and see them only from a ‘what’s in it
for me’ perspective, we’ve already missed it. But, when we put Jesus first and
His desires for others next, our hearts are filled to overflowing! Really,
what’s more joyful than sensing His presence in a situation and seeing real JOY
released into the lives of others! As
for being last? We’re never last in God’s eyes. HE is the One Who directs our
steps, plans our days and invites us to enJOY every moment with Him…in all
things.
Our God, King of kings, Lord of lords
is the Light in the darkness ~ we need only step towards Him and lean into Love’s
Joy and allow ourselves to heal…to learn the unforced rhythms of Grace, as He
lives in us and thru us. ♥
But each day the Lord pours his unfailing love upon me,
and through each night I sing his songs,
praying to God who gives me life.
and through each night I sing his songs,
praying to God who gives me life.
Psalm 42:8 ~ New Living Translation