Thoughts

As I sit and ponder, and know my heart would wander,

Because of the pain and seemingly no gain.

Must is always be this way, can't we grow past this day?

It seems a repeat, of past hurts and defeat.

All I want is to have joy, but I understand it as "enjoy"

And look to the world to employ, what I think of as joy.

But joy is not this, for joy must be found only in Him.

Joy, true joy, is not of this world,

It comes from knowing the One who conquered the ploys.

The enemy set a snare, for us all.

But joy rushes in , when on our knees we fall.

And seek out the One, who answered the call.

For the joy set before Him, He endured death, even death unto the cross.

It is for joy, the joy set before us that we rest in that cross.

Psalm 45:4-5

Then I go to the alter of God, to God my exceeding joy,

And I will praise you with the lyre, O God my God.

Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you in turmoil within me?

Hope in God for I shall praise Him,

my salvation and my God.