Prayer becomes a lifeline, and the only way we get through the day. So that when happiness comes, we’ve made such a habit of looking to him in our circumstances that the praise of our hearts toward Heaven is a natural response to His goodness.
The beauty of His ways… when He is so real and so big to me that I need no other thing, person, job, money, fame, to satisfy me… well, then I am free. Free to love people. Free to chase dreams. Free to stand for justice. And free to be a champion of grace.
The book of James declares that we are at war because we want what others have, when we really need to be looking to God as the source of all that we want or need.
If you’re paying attention at all, I don’t have to tell you our world is hurting. Our churches are divided and struggling to find their footing. And yet this scripture is so clear. Love people – all people – regardless of their economic status, race, skin color, preferences, or struggles.
Joy does not come from our feelings about our suffering. Rather joy comes from what we believe about who our God is. Joy comes from a decision to believe that God is good, and does good, and that He loves me. Joy comes when I believe that God is in the business of turning opposition into opportunities. Joy comes when my desire to feel comfortable is replaced with a desire to know Jesus more, even if that intimacy is the result of suffering.