Ok. So this one somehow needed a photo. Nothing represents joy like a child’s art. (Plus, I am experimenting, frankly. I can’t help noticing some friends are missing lately. Even if I’m not supposed to care or really talk about it if I want to be a “cool” blogger projecting self-confidence, I find I just have this overflow of honesty that spills out.☺️ So, I figured maybe a picture will get someone to stop long enough to read. πŸ˜‰ ) Ok, so that little spiel out of the way…

The following is brought to you by my long ago days of daycare teaching πŸ™‚:

I’ve got the joy, joy, joy, joy

Down in my heart.


Down in my heart!


Down in my heart!

I’ve got the joy, joy, joy, joy

Down in my heart.

Down in my heart to stay!

Cute little song for cute little voices. πŸ™‚

On my best days, I could abandon the cares of my busy single mom world and frolic through it with a class of toddlers. You might have trouble picking the teacher out of the crowd then. πŸ˜‰

And on the worst days?

Well, you’d be hard-pressed to detect it, as I was a firm believer in the fake-it-for-the-young-ones, but, on those days, the words honestly tasted like the sand of hypocrisy in my mouth and weighed like the lead of disbelief on my soul.

The “where?” was less a perky prelude to sharing the location of said feeling than it was a desperate inner cry to find it.

Because, on those days, there’s nothing more to say than I was tapped out.

And feeling guilty for it all the while!

Not a fun place to hang your hat on to say the least.

So…how did I go from there to genuine, lasting joy?πŸ€”

Well, I can’t say I always immediately remember this key all the time even now.

Because, well, being human means being prone to forget. πŸ™„

But, essentially, it comes down to a total surrender to and reliance on Jesus at all times.

And that doesn’t mean a Jesus-life-stinks-please-fix-this-now mentality.

He isn’t a genie in a bottle, after all.

Nor is it a happy only-when-life-is-good fickleness.

No…rather, it is a Jesus-this-does-hurt-but-I-know-You’re-there feeling.

It’s a gratitude that pushes beyond this present life and rejoices in the knowledge of life everlasting through trust in Christ.

It’s not living in denial, pretending all is great all the time.

Because, we all know that, sometimes, it’s just not.

But, it is a recognition that there is a help and a hope that carries us through all that not so great stuff.

When we abide in Him.

Can’t say as I can always sing that song with abandon even now, but, the more I know the Lord, the deeper goes that quiet assurance allowing the words to resonate in my heart, no matter the outward circumstances.

May we approach each day with His joy down in our hearts. Blessings, friends.

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