Have you ever been grieved about your past? Nothing is as lonely and depressing as feeling stuck in what’s been. It kills the ability to look forward. It stomps on the strength to dream. Not only do you feel like you can’t, you also feel that you have no right to.
Continue reading “Redeeming Time (Part 2: Overcoming Regret of the Past)”
To continue our Joy in the Ruins series, I’ll resume from where we left off. It begins with the Spirit of God, the anointing of His Presence. From there, we must make a choice to claim the joy that He has to offer. But, this choice must be intentional and firm.
Continue reading “Joy in the Ruins (Part 3: The Choice)”
These days there is a very popular children’s movie that is trending, and its theme is all about finding true happiness. Although the movie was rather entertaining, it was the ending that raised a flag in me. The moral of the story was that true happiness can be found within yourself. According to this movie, it is found deep inside you.
I don’t know about you, but if I were to introspect deep within myself, I would probably be more discouraged than encouraged. Romans 3:23 says, “For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God…” Take some time to gaze at yourself, and you will probably find more reasons to be critical and hopeless. You would find failures and weaknesses. I can’t imagine that I am a reliable source of true happiness.
Continue reading “Joy in the Ruins (Part 2: The Starting Point)”
Part of living a life of joy is learning to embrace the imperfections.
It’s a rocky journey towards the land where your standards are met and things are closer to your ideals. While on that journey, it’s easy to feel that the possibility of joy is a long way away.
There are definitely times when I wish for a more favorable hand of cards in my life.
Sometimes, I strive for that “someday.” Someday, this will change. Someday, I will be able to do this and do that. Someday, I will have this. Someday. Someday.
It’s when I live for that “someday” that I find myself incapable of joy.
Instead, I live a shell of a life, where my days are sapped of hope and my lips are full of complaints.
Complaints are excuses for living a powerless and joyless life.
It’s tempting to hold onto them.
But, complaints and joy cannot coexist.
Continue reading “Joy in the Ruins (Part 1: Introduction)”