"But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control; against such things there is no law."(Galatians 5:22,23)
JOY. Another attribute of the Spirit. Ever seen someone in the deepest conflict and circumstance and wonder how in the world they can be so happy? It's because they aren't. Happiness is a temporary state. They are exhibiting a super-natural manifestation of the Spirit. Joy. Joy is a by-product of a Spirit-filled Christian. Joy is of God. Just like Love.
The psalmist prayed for the Lord to "restore to me the joy of Your salvation." Salvation is God's gift. In that gift is joy. The immeasurable, incomprehensible inner rejoicing of a heart. In the madness of grief, joy remains. In fact, joy is the saving factor of one's sanity in the abyss of dark valleys of death.
One of the most joy-filled days of my life was the day of my son's funeral. God so filled my heart with peace and assurance that I could see no darkness...only light. Was I crazy? No. When they played the music we'd picked out, Spoken For, I Can Only Imagine and On My Way, I saw my son dancing at the feet of Jesus. I saw the peace and joy he'd always longed for on this old earth in the Heaven above. The knowledge of where my son was and the assurance of being with him someday gave me a joyful hope of things to come.
I had three speakers the day of the funeral. Each shared the most unbelieveable stories of my son's love for the Lord, the Church, his family and friends. Stories upon stories were related to us of how much he was appreciated for tiny little things he'd done. Words he'd spoken in encouragement to others. I call them candles.
You see, the darkest days of my life were those which followed the unexpected death of my son. But my son lit candles of light in others lives before he died. Then those lights broke forth into the realms of darkness and grief to lend light to see the Joy of the Lord on the day we laid his body to rest. I was still heartbroken for my loss, but the Lord ministered to that brokenness with His joy.
Joy is possible to me because of a wooden cross at Calvary. Joy in the cross. The cruel, dehumanizing, humiliating death on a cross. Joy. In Christ's sufferings. Joy in Christ's death. Joy. Because without the cross, there'd be no Joy.
So we blend love and joy. Love when it's impossible to do so. Joy when it's impossible to experience it. Yet, through our Lord and Savior's sacrificial attoning death and ressurrection, these attributes of the fruit of the Spirit live within us. What matters now is that we allow the Spirit to release His joy within our hearts so we may share His love with others. selahV






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