For both of us, this time in our lives is filled with sadness: Parkinson’s seeming to ruin lives, a friend's dementia and assisted living issues, a young neighbor across the street facing an unknown serious and debilitating illness…it goes on and on.
I don’t know how we can feel happy about all this. The key word for me is feel. I’m not feeling much, except sadness. I can’t say I’m depressed. Life is awful.
You said the word “joy.” What is it? Is it an emotion? Or is it a state of being that those of us who belong to our Creator God are in, whatever we feel?
Questions that need pondering.
It is so true that we are not in control of anything…well, perhaps things like turning the washer on and buying groceries, but nothing much bigger. I’m sure that is an overstatement!
Hack all these words to pieces, please.
Anne Lamott’s twenty-first century psalm is at the center of the human dilemma, the tension we live in. I’m so glad you read that yesterday.
Your turn in this “from the heart” conversation.