I'm grateful for joy.
It's one thing to look forward to having joy at the destination. But since we spend most of life in journey mode, I'm grateful that joy can also be now.
We have Christ to thank for that.
Christ makes it possible to find good and experience good in all things. That's why we can trust Him completely.
I passed a sign-board of a church this afternoon. It said: "Running low on Faith?"
Then it added: "Come in for a fill up."
Not a bad suggestion.
Maybe it's easier to notice when the car is out of gas because it just stops running. But when we're out of gas spiritually, that's a much more precarious position.
Fortunately, we don't have to wait to go to church on Sunday to get our batteries charged. But we do have to stop and add a little to the tank each day so we don't get stuck on life's highways relying on the insufficient arm of flesh.
I'm striving to be grateful for each day whether you'd call it a good day or a bad day. I believe that even the days that don't go the way I would've hoped can be great blessings if I trust the Lord and let Him be the teacher and not jump to unfounded conclusions.
Talitha, by all accounts from the doctors and nurses, is doing tremendously well seven days into her bone marrow transplant. If it wasn't going so well, I hope that I would be no less trusting.
Talitha took one 3-hour nap from 11am to 2pm. She's definitely showing signs of fatigue but since she can't read, she doesn't realize that it's not normal to still be eating and drinking on day seven. We're reading a LOT of books to her but for some reason, the book about what's normal isn't one of them.