And that got me thinking. There are so many little
things that we take for granted. But often, it's not until those little things
are taken away that we realize how much we depend on them. Like not having
running water. God has poured so many blessings over us, yet so often we are
blind to them.
In my post, Everyday Life, I talk about finding joy in the little things. But really – how do we
find joy in the little things? People say that joy is a choice. Yes, it is a
choice, but you can’t force yourself to be joyful. So where do we find true,
genuine joy?
I read a wonderful book this year called One Thousand Gifts, by Ann Voskamp. She
shares how she suffered from anxiety and depression, and how she came to find
true joy. It is an excellent book, and one that I would recommend reading.
So what is the key to this mystery? What is the key
to the well of joy?
Thankfulness.
Allow me to expound on this (you really should just
read the book). Suppose someone gives you a present. What would you do? You
would thank the giver of the gift, right?
Each and every moment is God-given. It is a gift. Every moment He gives us is a
gift, with something beautiful and wonderful inside. But so often we are
consumed with ourselves, or our lives, or what’s going on around us, that we
are blind to these gifts.
Blind to joy.
Have you ever suddenly, out-of-the-blue, been struck
by the enormity of what Jesus did for you? Have you ever just been overwhelmed
with this feeling of thankfulness for all that He did and continues to do? And
doesn’t it make you feel… joyful? I’ve had those moments, and they are
beautiful.
We are incredibly undeserving, filthy, sinful, ugly
beings. And yet God continues to pour out blessing upon blessing. Shouldn’t we
thank Him for these gifts? Obviously, it’s impossible to thank Him for every
gift – they are innumerable. But what if we thanked Him for each one that came
to mind? Whenever you feel awed or wowed by something – whether an incredible
sunset, the intricate complexity of the human body, or running water – stop and
thank God for it. Feeling a subconscious gratitude isn’t enough. We need to actually
voice our thanksgiving and praise to Him.
This morning, when I started writing this blog
post, I looked out the window and saw a little chickadee hopping through the
snow. As I watched it, I thought, Thank
You for this moment, God. It’s such a simple, ordinary little thing; a bird
hopping through the snow. But I was the only one who saw it, who got to enjoy
it. God gave this moment to me, and that made it special.
There is a gift in every moment. My challenge to
you is to look for it. And more than that, to thank God for it. He made it for
you.
“Then
God opened her eyes and she saw a well of water.” (Gen. 21:19)
In this wilderness, I keep
circling back to this: I’m blind to joy’s well every time I really don’t want
it. The well is always there. And I choose not to see it. Don’t I really want
joy? Don’t I really want the fullest life? For all my yearning for joy, longing
for joy, begging for joy –is the bald truth that I prefer the empty dark?
Prefer drama? Why do I lunge for control instead of joy? Is it somehow more
perversely satisfying to flex control’s muscle? Ah – power – like Satan. Do I
think Jesus-grace too impotent to give me the full life? Isn’t that the only
reason I don’t always swill the joy? If the startling truth is that I don’t’
really want joy, there’s a far worse truth. If I am rejecting the joy that is
hidden somewhere deep in this moment – am I not ultimately rejecting God?
Whenever I am blind to joy’s well, isn’t it because I don’t believe in God’s
care? That God cares enough about me to always offer me joy’s water, wherever I
am, regardless of circumstance. But if I don’t believe God cares, if I don’t
want or seek the joy He definitely offers somewhere in this moment – I don’t
want God.
~Ann Voskamp, One Thousand Gifts
I apologize that this post is a little disorganized. I guess I shouldn’t be writing at eleven thirty at night. ;P Plus, this is a rather extensive topic, and I don't feel like I can do it complete justice in a blog post.
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