It cometh in the morning.
C.S. Lewis was surprised by it.
On deathbeds, people actually choose it.
Those who sow in tears now will reap it later.
It is our strength; it is our song.
It is the one thing that, by some miracle dropped straight from Heaven, our grief can turn into. (John 16:20)
It is this: Joy.
Where can we find this joy, which is wider than a smile, deeper than our feelings? How can we excavate this jewel, even in the midst of sorrow? What kind of joy is this?
It is Jesus Joy — trademarked, copyrighted, and available worldwide.
It is costly, but free.
Jesus of Nazareth, who willingly tasted death for every mortal, took up an executioner’s cross for the joy – the joy! — set before Him.
This is the miraculous character of Christ in you. It is not a fleeting moment of happiness, but rather, it is inner joy that springs from one source only: Jesus.
What kind of joy is this? This is the joy of a soul, forgiven and free.
May you find happiness all around you this week. May you even find a reason to smile. But even more than that, I pray this for you today: may you discover inexplicable joy bursting forth, from within your very soul.
