In the Old Testament, they celebrated joy with feasts and festivals. My joy comes from discovering God's will for my life, which the Bible reveals is good, pleasing, and perfect. It's not about what's happening around me or how I'm feeling at the moment, but about finding true joy in the salvation I have in Jesus.
I want to encourage you today to let go of any sadness you're holding onto. Cast out bitterness and resentment from your heart, and let the everlasting joy of Jesus flood your soul. You'll find you have so much to smile about, and so much less to feel down about.
Think about it: everything around you was created by God for your enjoyment. So smile for Him, and let your heart overflow with love in His presence. That gray sky will soon disappear, and He’ll paint a rainbow just for you.
He’s turned my mourning into dancing; He’s filled me with joy. Sure, life isn’t always happy-go-lucky, but in God, I find peace because I trust that He’s working everything out for my good (Romans 8:28).
What though no flow’rs the fig‐tree clothe, though vines their fruit deny, The labour of the olive fail, and fields no meat supply? 2 Though from the fold, with sad surprise, my flock cut off I see; Though famine pine in empty stalls, where herds were wont to be?Yet in the Lord will I be glad, and glory in his love; In him I’ll joy, who will the God of my salvation prove.
Ye heav’ns, send forth your song of praise! earth, raise your voice below! Let hills and mountains join the hymn, and joy through nature flow. 2 Behold how gracious is our God! hear the consoling strains, In which he cheers our drooping hearts, and mitigates our pains. 3 Cease ye, when days of darkness come, in sad dismay to mourn, As if the Lord could leave his saints forsaken or forlorn. 4 Can the fond mother e’er forget the infant whom she bore? And can its plaintive cries be heard, nor move compassion more? 5 She may forget: nature may fail a parent’s heart to move; But Sion on my heart shall dwell in everlasting love. 6 Full in my sight, upon my hands I have engrav’d her name: My hands shall build her ruin’d walls, and raise her broken frame.
Yet in the Lord will I be glad, and glory in his love; In him I’ll joy, who will the God of my salvation prove.
Fear not, he said, (for sudden dread had seiz’d their troubled mind;) Glad tidings of great joy I bring to you, and all mankind.