Reasons for joy don’t come as prepackaged products, but as the living experience of communion with God, and the measure of our joy is the extent to which we have surrendered to God and have allowed Him to embrace our feeble human capacities with His divine power.
That means we have to be on the lookout for the signs of His ever-new efforts to consume us with his love and mercy.
That is why scripture is so important to me and my reason for Joy today comes with a rush after reading today’s liturgical readings, especially the Gospel:
Jesus said to the crowds:
“I am the bread of life; whoever comes to me will never hunger, and whoever believes in me will never thirst. But I told you that although you have seen me, you do not believe. Everything that the Father gives me will come to me, and I will not reject anyone who comes to me, because I came down from heaven not to do my own will but the will of the one who sent me. And this is the will of the one who sent me, that I should not lose anything of what he gave me, but that I should raise it on the last day. For this is the will of my Father, that everyone who sees the Son and believes in him may have eternal life, and I shall raise him on the last day.”
This is the very essence of my joy: to bring to mind and ponder the mysterious, majestic mighty Messiah and his complete surrender to the Father to rescue us from perdition and bring us into the light of glory on the last day with him as our Lord, our brother, and our friend.
The Legacy Media [Guardian] usually has something in it everyday that gets me spitting coffee. My post just before this one was an article from the Guardian’s front page announcing the closure of the covid-19 testing clinics. Wow! They were still open? Who knew?
I suppose it would be easy enough to go down the wrong road on this one and get ripping mad at the sheer lunacy of the entire billion dollar covid testing plan in canada and PEI, all the unnecessary inconvenience for nothing…but I chose to let the announcement of testing center closures work its magic in the humour region of my brain instead.
Then I couldn’t help myself, and decided to share the picture with the article, because it made me laugh, so I thought it might make others as well.
I’m consciously choosing to start my day with Good Humor rather than upset thinking about the evil of it all.
Cheers to the closing of the centers! May their doors collect dust in perpetuity.
And may you have a great day!