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[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]Joy - Page CXVI
I can’t tell you how this makes me feel; or the emotion that it evokes in me, with just mere words. I can’t express to you the weight of His promises, or the struggle of holding on even when things get messy. He has promised joy, but sometimes there’s a long night of mourning first. He has promised joy, but sometimes it hurts before it gets better. But joy is not something that is a feeling, fleeting away like the wind in the trees. No, joy is something deeper, something stronger, something more beautiful.
As I listen to this I see Him. I see Him with His disciples eating the last supper together before the shaking of the worlds. I see Him giving thanks.
Eucharisteo: thanksgiving. made up of: Charis-grace. and: Chara- joy.I see Him going to the cross and enduring the worst pain of all; I see Him entering the darkness and letting Himself be broken of the dirt and sin of all humanity. He endured the darkest of all nights for those who would only turn from Him anyway.
Oh, the weight of joy. Oh, the weight of joy.
Why? Because joy is worth it. Because there is a promise that joy will come in the morning, and the darkness will flee away! He promises. He promises. He promises that He is more than enough for us. He promises that it will be worth.
Christ endured the cross, despising it’s shame, because He considered it worth it. He did not consider the price for our sins too much to pay. Oh, what love! What grace! What submission to the Father!
Joy. Joy. Joy.
His strength, not mine. In the darkest of nights, in the strongest of struggles, in the biggest of storms. He is enough. His promises remain and it’s our choice to hold fast to them. Do we cave in or do we hold out for joy?
Joy. Joy.
Is it well with my soul? Can I hold on until morning? Grace.
Eucharisteo.
Source: SoundCloud / PageCXVI
I can’t tell you how this makes me feel; or the emotion that it evokes in me, with just mere words. I can’t express to...