Joy

To experience real joy is a gift. Oftentimes since this began in December it seems that evil has been working overtime to rob me of any semblance of it. The same can be said for the rest of the world right now too. Evil is working overtime to rob the world of joy. But this is nothing new. That serpent works overtime, and he loves his job. I still do not know why I was given back words. I still don’t know why yesterday happened. I do not know why trauma and pain are constant. But, all that being said, despite yesterday, and what may happen in the future in my life or the lives of human beings around the world, the God that I know and that knows me is a God of love, joy, and hope. To have that suppressed in my heart isn’t possible because He is the one that keeps it ticking. Perhaps that’s why it beats so fast? I dunno. God bless us all. ❤️