Most would agree that we all want, maybe even need, more joy in our
lives. No surprise then that the peddlers of joy abound, as do the suckers like the
yours truly who fall for their slick marketing and the promise of an easy kill.
Part of me feels I should know better. That fullness of joy is a bonus, a side-benefit of our relationship with Christ, and should not be pursued as an end in itself. That there is a vast difference between genuine joy and a cheap knock-off. That separated from the relationship, our desire for joy easily corrupts into joy-lust...
Being the cerebral type that I am, when something baffles
me, I go to my library. Since English is
my second language, I have tomes of dictionaries of all kinds. And it’s never too much trouble to get up and
look up words, even the familiar ones (not everybody in our household shares this
opinion!).
The other day, as I was chewing on this joy-conundrum, I got
the Vine’s Expository Dictionary of New Testament Words off the shelf and
looked up JOY.
We just came off a joyful season of celebrating the birth of Christ. There were undeniable moments of joy. There
was the passing store-bought happiness But, now we are in frigid January, and all joy seems frozen in the past and
what is left behind is a lingering question begging for an answer:
Is there…anything else…
Is there something… more? Something that
I am missing?
Experiences of sorrow
prepare for, and enlarge, the capacity for joy.
Experiences of sorrow…
Prepare us for…and...
Enlarge our…
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