A Fight for Joy

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I started January with a break from romance. I didn't miss the movies, the tv, even books. I had more time to spend on other, more fulfilling things. I've started reading When I Don't Desire God, How to Fight For Joy by John Piper. I'm only on chapter three but it is already encouraging and challenging.

The past few days have been rough. I've talked a little bit about my health on here, I've mentioned that I have a surgery coming up. It's been hard not to be discouraged in the past few months during the process of figuring out what is wrong. As I lay curled up in pain this weekend, sobbing because I wasn't sure how much longer I could take the pain, the last thing I wanted to think about was joy.

But it's so important.

There are so many questions, so many prayers that the Lord has not answered yet. It's easy to get impatient and question the His timing when He isn't giving me what I want. This has been a season of learning patience, of waiting, of trying to focus less on myself and my desires.

I'm learning how to fight for joy.

Maybe you've been there. Maybe you're right there with me.


A search for joy,
complete, unspeakable,
a peace that passes all understanding
a hope that endures through our trials
He is faithful through it all,
in the still, quiet moments,
in the difficulties and trials
a rock amidst the waves

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