Pockets of Joy- I have no idea if someone used this phrase around me or if the Holy Spirit just dropped it in my soul, but it resonates with me. I started using it as we planned Mom’s funeral. For while experiencing grief like I’ve never known, I also experienced the sweetest moments of undiluted joy, a much needed respite. At every bitter turn we were met with a blessing, a kind word, a delightful surprise.
The last two months have been a blur of activity, tears, new experiences, grief, laughter, and many, many pockets of joy. As my blog (Muchjoytoyou) might suggest, I’m rather obsessed with joy.
I’ve found as I recognize, revel in, and appreciate these moments they multiply. I’m in awe of what God has done in my life since Mom passed. It’s true, you know… times like these reveal the true treasures in your life. You learn who is there for you and who to let go. You appreciate kind people so much. You stop caring about the petty things of life. You lean on Daddy God in new ways. You learn tears are beautiful.
My pockets of joy have included a very special Christmas tree, episodes of Frasier shared with my family at Christmas, a friend’s FB post, beginning a bible in a year plan, kind people on the telephone as I closed mom’s accounts, my closest friends listening to my nonsensical babbling, laughter, my husband’s hugs and many acts of service, taking a family tradition/meal to mom’s grave, a book from a stranger, sweet and funny texts, snow. And the list goes on. God has dropped joy into my life every day since mom went to be with Him.
I am firmly held in the loving embrace of my Father. It is well. It is well with my soul.
I wish you many pockets of joy in your day! Check out one of my current favorite songs for my quiet time. We played this at mom’s funeral.
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