Real Joy by Technowannabe
Joy for me is so difficult to get a-hold of. Some days I can walk throughout my day, arms wide, eyes closed, basking in God's awesomeness. Most days though, I feel stuffed in the box that is my life. Such is the working stiff. I can find joy in my kids (when they're being nice to each other), and nature, even the city in the early morning. Other days I feel like I wouldn't know joy if it kicked me in the face.
For the cognitive soul that I am, “joy” is difficult to wrap my head around. What does it mean to be joyful? What does that look like?
3 comments:
for me personally, i feel like i experience true joy when i am totally at peace in the moment, regardless of anything else that is going on in my life at that particular time...kind of like the gratification of knowing you are doing exactly what you are supposed to be doing. for example, if i am snuggling with my kids and really focusing on them and the preciousness of that particular time together, i feel like i have joy.
is joy a feeling or a choice? maybe both, like love?
ps - that picture really sums it up. that is one of the best photos i've seen in a long time.
ask me in two months. i'm getting ready to take a big jump.
i have joy when i am home and with my kids, that joy is suddenly depleted on monday (early) morning and comes back on thursday night ( i don't work on fridays)
i think i may have given you a huge clue.
ask me in two months. i'm getting ready to take a big jump.
i have joy when i am home and with my kids, that joy is suddenly depleted on monday (early) morning and comes back on thursday night ( i don't work on fridays)
i think i may have given you a huge clue.
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