Five Minute Friday: Joy

It's Friday! and that means Five minutes to just write with no editing or over-thinking. I don't usually edit too much, but I do write really slowly and write it all in my head first. So five minute fridays are hard for me. But they're good too, because they're hard.

Here's the deal: Write for five minutes. Don't over think it, don't edit it, don't worry if it sounds dumb. Then you can link up to This Page if you want, and read and encourage other bloggers.

Joy.

GO.

I used to think joy and happiness were the same thing. Now I know they're not. Joy is so much more rewarding. I want to have the type of joy Sara has. A quiet assurance type of joy. When I think of joy, I think of a deep grin welling up from my insides and busting out. But it's not busting with obnoxious screaming and yelling and laughing. (well, sometimes it is.) But mostly, it's a soft, overwhelming, gloriousness, exploding and streaming out and it tastes so sweet.

Joy. A choice. Sometimes it's so hard to choose joy. But it is so necessary.

Today I am joyful because of a possible opportunity, because the clouds are beautiful. I am joyful because soon Sara gets to be with Jesus. (Or maybe she is now, I don't know yet) I am joyful because of an assurance, and it explodes into making me grateful for all of these beautiful things. The sky, friends, square dancing tonight, smiling at the squirrels on campus, giggling at the wind, remembering that it doesn't matter if my nose works or not, I am LOVED! That is joy.

joy joy joy joy!!

Joyful for you, Miss Sara!

aaaaand... stop.