I took a little liberty with the ending of the word joyful in this scripture found in 1 Thessalonians 5:16,
New Living Translation.
On our day off this week, we took a quick trip to the beach with our 3 year old granddaughter.
The weather was less than ideal, (it’s March on the Oregon Coast, so that’s not surprising!),
but that didn’t stop little Miss Purple and Pink from having a great time.
It didn’t steal her joy.
How easily do we let less than ideal circumstances send us into fits of grumbling and complaining?
It can easily spiral downward into anger and offense at God that our lot in life isn’t fair.
Today I’m going to the memorial service for one of my heroes.
She and her husband were unable to have children of their own and adopted one child, a son.
When her son was in early elementary school, her husband died.
She supported herself and her son by running the church daycare and preschool for 17 years.
She mothered and mentored hundreds of children under her care.
Her son grew up and married, and had three children that she adored.
In an ugly turn of events, her ex daughter-in-law took her grandchildren out of her life.
Over a decade ago she found out she had breast cancer.
She won that battle, until a couple of years ago when cancer returned with a vengeance.
Visiting with her just a couple of days before her death, she was still laughing and joking.
Her laugh came easily, like something just below the surface, that would bubble up and spill out unexpectedly.
Oh, I definitely shared many moments of tears with her.
Her lot in life was a hard one.
But she never let it rob her of her laugh, of her joy.
She died just before her 66th birthday.
I miss her laugh already.
I draw the winner of my giveaway on Monday,
there’s still time for you to enter!