I remember the day I took out my Concordance and looked up Joy. Because I needed it. Because I craved it. Because my ex-husband and Satan had taken my daughter away from me on charges of child abuse. Trumped up charges and lies. Because she couldn't explain. Because her communication ability was incomplete.
I looked up joy because my joy, my daughter, was not waking up in my home, padding through the carpeted rooms to give me the first hug of the morning. Because my sun wasn't rising - it had fallen. Fallen in the anguish and tears of a broken heart. And I had fallen. Fallen into a pit of despair and un-hope. And I had fallen to my knees in prayer - begging, wrenching, soul-crushed prayer. Over and over, waking and sleeping, pacing through the house, the empty empty silent house...
Father. Oh Father. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus.
Because all I could do was call on the name...
So I looked up joy and found this:
Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance. Let perseverance finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. James 1:2-4
God is amazing. He showed me this passage and gave me hope. That's when I started to pick up the pieces and fight back. Perseverance is working through - surviving through the hard times to get to the better times. And I did.
My daughter is with me. Her life is free from the shackles of her father's lies. And we have never stopped counting the joy of her in ours. Now I write about joy - about finding joy in the ordinary and the everyday. Even in the worst of times. Consider it pure joy.... God, our Father, loves us SO much!
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