I'm finding that I get a lot of joy out of what a lot of people would find to be insignificant things. I already knew this about myself, but it seems to have grown. I really realized this when I got new socks. I'm not entirely sure there's a way to express the kind of excitement I got from my new socks. They're not special socks; they're typical, little boy ankle socks. Puma, to be precise. A black set and a white set. But they're new socks! I love new socks! They make me giddy.
As I discover more about myself and who God is shaping me into, I'm finding that I really enjoy this gift of joy that He has given me. Whether it be with new socks, dancing to Call Me Maybe with my cat, finding the piece of a puzzle that I need, seeing a llama, noticing growth in people, seeing God's hand in the face of spiritual warfare, encouraging others, fake Batman tattoos, or pulling up to a green light, I keep noticing an ever present joy in me. I like it. It reminds me of my sister. She's known for her contagious joy & abundance of sunshineyness. And while we find/express our joy in different forms & ways (though not all the time), I like that I can resemble her in that way :) My goal is to not stifle this joy that God has given me, but to share it - even if it means looking like a complete fool in the process. Which, isn't that difficult for me, so it shouldn't be that difficult of a task, right?
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