Joy . . . what is that? We seek happiness, maybe even ecstasy, but joy? Isn’t that myth? Legend? Even in Middle Earth or Narnia we only read of joy having happened in some misty time of antiquity. Joy isn’t believable even in fantasy. But joy is a thing that grows in us, or should. God gave me this today, and I hope it will remind you that joy is not out of reach. You only have to look in the right place for it.
My Word to you is JOY. Just as My own joy is not dependent on outer circumstances, so your joy also comes from within. Many of you have yet to experience that joy that comes from within–joy irrepressible and full of glory, that comes despite everything that would raise up a standard against it.
My Word, My Son, brings with Him this joy, but you must walk by and in Him. If you walk by your own strength, will you not be weary and heavy laden? Burdens are light when you travel with Me. Weeping will come too, but when it is finished–when the night has fled away–joy comes from despair. and a heavy heart gives birth to a buoyant spirit. In Me, all things are “yes,” and all desires are granted. Walk with Me together into joy.
Seek in Me your joy, and you will find it in abundance. In this world, those things you substitute for joy will not sustain you. They are faerie glamour, and turn to sawdust and ashes even as you eat them. They do not sustain your heart, but merely numb it for a moment. When their spell wears off, they leave you destitute of strength, starving in the midst of plenty, for you no longer eat the real food or drink the real drink.
No faerie glamour can ever satisfy. No one feeding on the things of this world can be strengthened thereby. These only prevent you from taking the true meat and drink. They deaden your spiritual senses and brutalize the true and real part of you–the LIFE–that powerful, ethereal, essential, dawning LIFE which I have implanted within your spirit. Think of the power released by one atom when it is opened . . . that is nothing to the LIFE force, the SEED I have planted within you.
Do not neglect so great a salvation. Do not allow yourself to be distracted by that which is NOT. Focus on the seed I have planted in you. Warm yourself by its heat; water it with your tears. Keep it safely covered in a dark and secret place until it springs forth of its own. Nurture and cherish it, for it is your Life. This is My Life in You. Live by This.
God has been dealing with me not to value the things of this world. It’s not that they’re bad or evil–some of them are very nice in their own way. It’s just that they’re nothing. In the old faerie tales, the fey could could use their power of glamour to make dead leaves look like a sumptuous feast, but they were still dead leaves, and it did no good to eat them. None of it was real. That’s the way this world is. If we seek its goods and pleasures we’ll find that in the end what we have is precisely nothing.
Grace and Peace, Cindy