11/12/2020

Dear Lord, it’s me again…
I’m confused. Where has my joy gone?
Who broke in to steal it?
Or did I give it away,
Traded away by my compulsion?
But now that I’m remembering You,
Your joy fills my heart and I find a smile!
There’s a funny thing about joy:
I choose it some days,
But other days I’d rather not.
But despair is not a means for attention.

Eyes open, the day’s begun,
My first thoughts hit like bullets,
Lists of things I have to do,
Ways I wasted my weekend,
Things I have to worry about,
Plans I still have to make,
Conversations I must rehearse.
Here I pray to You, calling out,
I won’t make it, not like this!
And You take it all away,
Lord, where would I be without You?

But when my day begins with happiness,
Temporary excitement seems sufficient.
Why do I forget the source of every good thing?
Blessings aren’t arbitrary, Your love is intentional.
Lord, I’m learning to delight in You,
To see the opportunities before me.
You’ve shown me my weakness,
I’ve seen my need for You.
Why do I let one bad thing ruin my day?
Spilled milk can’t spoil You plan for me!
You pick me up when I fall at Your feet.

So Lord, please help me choose joy.
I don’t want to settle for less,
When I can count it joy in every trial.
You are my Joy, nothing else can be!