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Sunday, 15 December 2024

Joy!

 

A fresh breeze wafts in through the open door. A palm tree on the other side of the balcony waves in the wind.  The heat is on, the clouds are flying in and rain is in the forecast.

Yesterday started with a great church service reminding us that the joy of the Lord is to be received as a gift of the Holy Spirit, not to be worked up as a human emotion. The joy of the Lord is our strength, and it is independent of circumstances. A great message in these days of turmoil and tragedy.

We are packing in the activities here, seizing the days and making memories. Headed inside today for bowling and a little shopping with Flick and Greg.

May the joy of the Lord fill us all in these days before Christmas, when the angels sang of the incredible joy born in Bethlehem.

 

 

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