Joyous pursuit

I am burdened with these thoughts today, I could not sleep, I could not wake, I could not function today without this thought running through my mind. It's the weight of people pursuing happiness. It has not lost its grip on me. It may seem petty or pointless to you. But I truly believe this pursuit is undermining our humanity and in a blind, ambitious leap to grab hold of our happiness we are in fact starving ourselves for lack of joy.

In happy, we make our choices based on feeling with little regard to the future
In joy we choose what will bear the most fruit.
In happy, we are blind to our loved ones grief.
In joy we can empathetically reach out and uplift the hurting.
In happy we waste time in empty dreams.
In joy we passionately pursue the impossible.
In happy, we selfishly make claims about, "our free time, our choice, our expectations"
In joy we face trials in peace, we fight injustice with strength, we boldy bring light into darkness.
In Happy we laugh at others expense
In joy we laugh at the days to come
In happy we look to satisfy our sadness.
In joy we are endlessly looking to increase our joy.

"Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God" ( Hebrews 12:2 )

For the joy set before Him...

We make thousands of choices a day. What is the will behind them? The pursuit of happiness, or of joy?

What would a society set on ever increasing their joy look like?

Testimony

I pulled the trigger when I said it's okay.
I should have heard my heart break, but it was all just a haze.
One little yes, one little lie
One slope so slippery I tried to hide

The knife cuts through, my flesh a map
My skin tough as nails, so easy to crack
Felt pain when confronted
Tucked safely underneath.
No one to see me
The real me
The enemy

Then a sting. A wake up call. A burn in my side.
God steps out in war against my religious pride.
Not a chance from the beginning I tear at my control
He chooses suffering, to save what I stole.

In shame I tried denial, if I look away does He exist?
Clothing fear with courage,
A God I could not resist.

And in my own reality, I justify my end.
I turn circles in the darkness,
And He disciplines, to mend.

And so His battle cry cuts through,
Stark contrast to this night.
Like lighting in this dark cloud life,
He strikes and I am given sight.

Poor in spirit I fall helpless,
Given strength in my weakness

And My face is to the ground
And I am no longer bound
To this lacquered covered plate,
Silver platter, world of hate.

Take my hope, my dreams, my fate.
Keep it all, inside your gate.

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