Advent: Joy

Joy is the star that guides the lonely ship upon the sea. It is the hand that holds ours in the whispering darkness, the sure path we walk in the treacherous valley, and that voice that says quietly, "I am here" when all other tongues grow still.

Joy is the spring that bubbles in the desert, the arms that carry us when we're too weary to walk, and the song that revives our flagging spirit.

Joy is the bright sun that wakes us in the morning, and the warm bed that bids us take our rest at day's end.

When all that we have and all that we are is stripped away, joy is what remains.



Copyright © 2016 by David Learn. Used with permission.


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