Lately, I find myself in a place of discouragement—longing for a life filled without trials and where joy permanently resides. Why does life have to be so hard? Yet, in retrospect, I know testing refines me and has divine purpose. And if my mind is continually turned heavenward, then shouldn’t I live with the attitude of James 1:2-3?
“Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance.”
I’ve been living in the pause. You know, those junctures when God seems to be silent—where He only moves in timeless heavens. Waiting. I’m terrible at it. But I’m learning to accept the moments of pause, determined to hold onto joy.
Joy…one little word with big promises.
Read more at: Positive Note Magazine, May-June Issue