Depth of Joy

In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Depth.”

Watering our spring garden

One has to dig deep in the earth to harvest a good garden. Florida has two growing seasons. We are starting ours in the spring. May we have a good bounty. 

So it is with joy. It must be cultivated, brought up from deep within the soul to be there regardless of the external circumstances. It will be your guiding star, your compass, but only through the light of Christ. He is the way. I have survived the deaths of both my boys, and I live in joy, but only through the mercy of Jesus Christ. Take a chance on Him. He can heal your heart.

A Pocketful of Joy to Fill Your Day 

Enough of Joy

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Enough Is Enough.”

Have you had enough of joy? 

I have a new phone, and by the grace of God, I have a source by which I can post this. I hope you have needed a source of joy in your life today and that you’re not ready to throw in the towel. Because there is an answer. There is an anchor.

And His name is Wonderful, Counselor, the ever living Father, the Prince of Peace. And, I might add, the living Christ. 

In Him is everything you need for comfort, guidance, and hope for a brighter present and future. It won’t be handed to you. You will have to seek Him out and then do what He says to do. It will take time and effort and patience and faith, but it will all be worth it. It will not be in vain.

My life is a testimony of the things I say. What can you share to help someone who is struggling with “throwing in the towel?”

A Pocketful of Joy to Fill Your Day

Joy Out of Commission for a Week

I’m sorry to say that I won’t be posting anything for about a week.

I may be back sooner, but I’m not entirely sure, so I can’t promise. And I may be gone longer, but I hope not!

You see, we sold our house, and we close Thursday morning at 10 am. 

And we need to be out. And we just found out that the house sold less than two weeks ago. So I have been busy!

And we still don’t know our new address! 

So I can’t tell the utilities where to transfer. Which means my internet service may be interrupted for a short while. Which means I won’t be able to blog!

I’ m not saying goodbye. 

Only that I will see you on the other side of this. Thanks for hanging with me.



How have you stood by your friend today?

A Pocketful of Joy to Fill Your Day

Music Brings Me Joy

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Not Lemonade.”

When I was in high school, my music theory teacher made an assignment for us to write a composition for an inanimate object, but it could not be for the instrument we played.

Most of the students in my class didn’t even play an instrument. They took the class thinking it would be an easy “A” to keep up their gpas so they wouldn’t have to work so hard. How horribly wrong they were. Still others were vocal students who, I would later learn, had no clue as to how to read music. I saw them struggle with this, and many more assignments to follow.

Some began by striking a music stand with a pen. Others were stomping their feet against a chair. I don’t know what my teacher thought, but all I heard and saw was chaos. So I thought about it, and decided to write a 16 measure piece for my English horn reed.

My teacher was so impressed with it that he wanted to record it! And he did…eventually.

After he had to yell at me to get me to stop laughing. See, my sister and I used to play oboe reed duets at home just for fun, just fooling around. And I figured that the English horn reed is longer, which would give me more notes, so that would be a better choice for my composition. But when it came time to record, it was like I was back with my sister, just having fun, and I couldn’t stop laughing.

Then he played it!

We were in band practice. I don’t remember what brought it up, but my band director, who was also my music theory teacher, walked over to the recorder, flipped it on, and there I was. I’m not sure if he was pleased with me or mad at me!  I do know that he kicked me out of class the final term because I was ruining the grading curve. I was already a 4.0 student and if I continued, he would have to fail everyone else. But that’s because I love music. It has gotten me out or kept me out of trouble on many occasions.

How can your love of music bring you joy? How can you share that joy with others?

A Pocketful of Joy to Fill Your Day