What Joy

December 20, 2018

 

“The Party is This Way.” Ok. Cool. I’d never seen a sign like that on the outside of a church, but I could roll with it. I smiled to myself as I walked inside. I remember slapping high fives with the person at the door holding a “You Can Sit With Us” sign. I can’t remember who it was, but thanks for the high five!

 

What Joy.

 

You ever feel like you’re floating? Not literally, but floating in the sense that you’re just going through the motions. No matter what you do or how much you do with your life, you just can’t seem to shake the feeling that you’re stalled. Stuck even.

I’m right there with you. For the better part of four years, I floated through life, not always realizing it. I tried to play soccer at a Division I college, led a team of college kids to serve in Ecuador, went to LifeGroup at church (sometimes… rarely), and enrolled in law school. I was doing a lot, but not really doing anything. Filling my day, but not filling my heart. I couldn’t figure out why. A lot of the things I did were good and worthwhile things. They should’ve filled me up. Should’ve given me life. Don’t get me wrong, I was happy. I was excited and pumped to wake up each day and legitimately looked forward to life. It just seemed like there was something more. Something missing.

 

What joy.

 

After slapping high fives, I walked through the doors and was met with some more high fives (come on, I love nothing more than a good high five!). Oh, and smiles. Lots of smiles. And laughter. It literally filled the air. Have you ever been in the waves at the beach, turned around and just been whacked with the biggest wave ever? You know, the kind that sting and leave you coughing up saltwater and rubbing your eyes for ten minutes. That’s a bit what this was like. I don’t know if you’ve ever been whacked with a wave of excitement and anticipation, but I’m here to tell you that those kinds of waves exist and hurt way less than the saltwater kind.

 

What joy.

 

 

The last four months, Jesus has rocked my heart. He has shown me that there is so much more to this life than myself. For so long, my world revolved around me. What did I want to do? What will make me look good? What will position me best to succeed? What’s in it for me? Again, life wasn’t bad. It just wasn’t fulfilling. Acting on these questions always left me feeling great. For a bit. But that feeling always faded. Life was empty. The things I was doing were great and fun. I was happy I thought, but there always seemed to be something right in front of me. Something more. Something big. I could feel it, I just couldn’t quite grasp it.

 

What Joy.

 

They didn’t lie about the party. Wow. As soon as I stepped through the doors and into the high school auditorium they had transformed into a beautiful church, everything exploded. The atmosphere in that room was absolutely insane. Hands lifted, hearts opened. Wide open. Unapologetically and beautifully open. All around me people were soaking up the grace, love, and joy that Jesus brings. Dancing in His presence. Shouting with entire souls. I had never seen people worship like I saw that morning and never felt Jesus move like I felt that morning.

 

What joy.

 

That thing I was reaching for? The thing I couldn’t grasp? That was Jesus. That was Jesus saying, I love you, I want you, and I need you. Jesus saying, come on, there’s room. Jesus saying, step into my grace. Step into my love. Step into my joy. Step into my Kingdom. Psalm 84 says, what joy for those who sing in His house forever. What joy for those whose strength comes from the Lord. What joy for those who trust in Him.

 

What joy.

 

I stood there in wonder. In awe. The grace, love, and joy that filled the room were unreal. The passion emanating from every crack and crevice was penetrating. Breathtaking. Beautiful. Arms on my head, I looked around. This is crazy. This is what it’s about. That cross was for each and every one of us. The grace, love, and joy are for everyone, and we have to share that story. That party. That miracle.

 

What joy.

 

These past four months, Jesus has shown me that He is what I have been searching for. What I have been longing for. What I have been thirsting for. There are no words to express the grace, love, joy, and absolute freedom He has given me through stepping into His arms and His purpose. Life was empty and fleeting because there was no purpose. There was no mission. There was no why. Today, I believe with all my heart and soul that it’s Jesus. It has been, is, and always will be Jesus.

His love is so pure and beautiful. So peaceful and steadfast. I will never be able to fully comprehend it, but I am overwhelmed daily just thinking about the measures He went through and will go through to bring us into His Kingdom. Overwhelmed daily just thinking about the way He has moved in my life to set my heart on fire and give me the freedom to experience the joy that comes from knowing Him and pursuing Him. Overwhelmed by the truth that He’s not done yet. He’s moving. He’s working. He wants you. He loves you.

 

What joy.

 

Hallelujah.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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