Joy in Sorrow

End of January–Dark days turning lighter–Seasonal Affect Disorder Syndrome at its height–Sunshine spotty–extreme cold–

Brokenness—family fissures–politics—paganism—lawlessness—death and torture

Biblical Illiteracy—moral failures—sin—evil—wickedness

Grief—loss—memories—sickness—disease

People who do not know the Jesus I know—

Who is Jesus?

To me, He is God and He gives me joy. He gives me peace. He gives me hope. Where do I find Him?

In the Bible.

Which Bible do I trust? Mostly the KJV. Translations do matter. I can read any translation and find Jesus, but I realize this issue has import.

The Biblical Jesus is so wonderful. He is just, He is love, He is our savior and our hope.

These days are so dark, here in Minnesota, Paganistan. The scores of covens who call Minnesota home have cast their spells on this region. We live in dark times, spiritually. The Luciferian elites of the world are still at work, driving chaos forward, pitting sides against each other, fostering war and mayhem.

The Beast System is waiting for a world that screams for relief.

But I choose Jesus.

I choose Him every day, and HE gives me joy.

Yesterday, during my swim, I had a moment of joy. It came unexpectedly and unasked for. I simply felt joy. Exercise can do that for anyone, so it may have been purely physiological, however, it was, for me, unexpected and needed in this incredibly sad time.

We cannot sustain in perpetual darkness.

True joy can only ever come from the Truth. Jesus is the way, the truth, and the life. In Him is true joy.

Which Jesus do you know?

I claim the One from Scripture. He is my Lord and Savior.

That changes everything, and I know those who also belong to Him.

One’s relationship with Christ is personal. I cannot judge anyone. God knows every thought.

But I can recognize my fellow believers, we speak the same language, understand the same ideas. We have the same foundation, all across the world.

We know each other.

What a joy to be in such a glorious family!

There is an awesome verse in the Bible. It is the scariest verse. Matthew 7:23. Depart from me, I never knew you.

I believe that Christ’s sacrifice was wholly sufficient in saving my soul. Not of works, lest any one should boast. There is this verse that catches me in my daily life—Does Jesus (the real Jesus!) really know me?

I go to Scripture and check, daily bringing my life and spirit before Him. I am born again, I know Him. I desire to do what is right and His will.

When I am discouraged I know the solution. I know what to do!

I affirm my place in Christ: I am saved by His sacrifice. Christ died and was resurrected. Not me, but Christ.

I sing His praises: there is power in the tongue.

I pray: I do not understand prayer, but I know it is incredibly powerful and it can be constant. “I make my life a prayer to you…” (Keith Green)

I listen for the Holy Spirit’s guidance in Scripture. Being in the Word of God gives me what I need to know about my daily needs and guidance. This only happens with consistent reading.

I look for God’s leading in my daily mundane activities. It’s incredibly sweet to see God speak in the mundane. He reveals His presence.

And this brings joy. Daily joy. Unspeakable joy. Somehow the chemicals in my body are triggered by this relationship I have with the One who created them.

Joy in sorrow.

You need Jesus.

MARANATHA!