This is Merriam-Webster’s
definition of joy:
1. a: the emotion evoked by well-being,
success, or good fortune or by the prospect of
possessing what one
desires
b: the expression or exhibition of
such emotion
2. a state of happiness or felicity
3. a source or cause of delight
It’s probably a good thing I’m not responsible for the
definitions of words. This definition seems very limited and it doesn’t convey the
profound experience of joy for me. Of course, when I define it, I have to use
my hands to indicate how powerful it is for me. Maybe I need to make a video
dictionary. Hold that thought.
I think joy takes work because there are so many distracters
in our world: the news, the internet, work problems, strained relationships, kids’
activities, the busy-ness I’ve talked about before. It all gets in the way. In
order to experience joy in your life you have to be grateful first.
Grateful? It can be difficult, in a world where horrible
things happen every day, to keep your focus. It helps to have a journal to keep
track of what you’re grateful for. Sometimes all you may be able to come up
with is, “I woke up today.” Write it down. It’s a start. It gets easier.
For example, I really, really don’t like to exercise at
night. I mean really. There are times when that is the only time of day it can
happen. On one particular day this summer, I was running at around ten o’clock
at night. I may have been cursing in my head. I was probably cursing in my
head. Then, I came around a corner and this big harvest moon was rising. I
smiled. I felt the warmth of joy fill my chest (this is where I need the hand
gestures). I would not have seen that moon had I exercised already that day. I
would’ve been in the house, busy with preparations for the next day or watching
a little TV or checking out Facebook.
I look at this type of experience in two ways:
- What a precious gift I was given – to be outside in the cooling summer air, breathless from exercise to improve myself, watching a moonrise. I am so grateful for that gift.
- When I get a little out of line or a little too cranky – this is how God speaks to me. If I don’t listen to His little nudges, He gets pushier – it’s best to listen early on.
These are just a couple of examples of how I derive joy from
nature. My most profound source of joy is my children. Watching them succeed,
helping them pick up the pieces when they fail, and witnessing their navigation
of the world fills me with indescribable joy; joy that often moves me to tears.
Anyone who’s a parent understands the effort it takes to a raise a child. The
reason that’s all worth it is the joy.
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