Joy to the World

I wrote this many moons ago and still wish for this alphabet of pleasure to be the part of my life. Thankfully God has been so good to us this last year, even with sadness and difficultly, what stands out most is joy. Only with the Lord would I be able to be thankful in all circumstances.

For no matter what is happening in my life, the good the bad and the ugly, God will use it for my good. I may not see the good today, right now when things a bleak, but I can hold fast to His promise that there is good to come, growth, deeper dependence. So has long as I hold fast and trust, all things are bearable, not necessarily enjoyable, but bearable. There is comfort knowing I will hold up and through.

And this is Joy, always and forever, Amen.


My Wish List

Apples – Bowls of apples, many colors, everywhere

Buoyancy – Lightness or resilience of spirit

Coffee – To let it go, let it go, get free of its merciless hold

Dance – To learn to waltz……….sigh

Eschew inertia – Gotta move it move it

Frankness – To be able to speak up when necessary

Gratitude – Every minute of every day with a happy heart

Hugs and kisses – In abundance

Ideas – Lots of them!

John 3:16 – “For God so loved the world , that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believes in Him shall not perish, but have eternal life.” This gift is for me and you.

Knowledge – Is power, Is freedom

Laughter – Deep, cathartic, and tear inducing.

More Books – I know, I know, that’s cheating, but books!

Nosegays – Violets, freshly picked, yes.

Open – To new adventures

Permission – From whom: for what? Myself: for love.

Quiet – Inside my head and out.

Retire – Dream on.

Surrender All – To the King of King, the Lord of Lords, my Savior, Christ.

Tulips, roses, and bouquets of daisies – Oh my.

Understanding – A state of cooperative or mutually tolerant relations between people.

Volunteer – somewhere, somehow, something.

Walk  in the morning again – It’s time.

X – Be excellent to each other.

Yellow – Mr Rabbit and the Lovely Present, by Charlotte Zolotow

Zip-a-dee-doo-day, Zip-a-dee-ay

My oh my what a wonderful day, when Christ was born.