The joy that was stripped from you will be restored. Not only restored, but resurrected with peace that surpasses all understanding. I’ve had times when I felt like everything around me was falling apart. Every time I was trying to take two steps forward, I would be knocked ten steps back. I felt like the little joy I did have kept trying to slip through my fingertips. Even with me holding on, I couldn’t help but start to doubt that I was capable. Enough. Made for this. My mind became clouded because I felt like I couldn’t do anything right even when I was walking in obedience. I had to remind myself when things became hard that my joy wasn’t based on my circumstances. Although my happiness felt absent, my joy remained. Because joy itself is rooted in who God is. And what I know about God is that He’s faithful. Jehovah Jireh—my Provider. The supplier of all my needs. The One who doesn’t waver or switch up even if I do. And this is where my joy comes from. This is how I’m able to smile through the tears. Worship through the pain. Pray even when my heart is breaking. Trust through uncertainties.
The Sovereign Lord has given me a well-instructed tongue, to know the word that sustains the weary. He wakens me morning by morning, wakens my ear to listen like one being instructed. ISAIAH 50:4 NIV
God, today I ask that You would teach me how to trust You. I already know I’m supposed to trust You. Still, I struggle with how. I know that You know the numbers of hair on my head. You knew me before I was in my mother’s womb, so You know my personality, how I think, and how I feel. So today, God, I lay that all before You, and I ask that You would teach me how to love You and teach me how to trust You. I desire to trust You with my whole heart, and today I ask for pure instructions on how to do that by faith. I know it is impossible to please You without faith, and my heart desires to please You.