"Joy" great pleasure, rejoice & delight

My Joy, where are you? I miss you so much. Are you hiding from me behind worrying and reasoning? Joy aren’t you an action that requires choice and then movement? Do I choose you or do you choose me? I need you and I know that you want to come to me. However, the bridge to get over to you seems shattered with some cracks of uncertainties or irrational fears that keep me on the other side. Joy, I see you in the distance, but I can’t quite touch you, feel you and nurture you.

Joy, some days, I take a step towards you on the bridge but as I get closer to you, the trials and challenges of this life grips me by my ankle like a rope tied to a tree. It feels like a tug of war between you and despair in my mind. Joy sometimes it feels like there is a gatekeeper disguised like the character in the childhood storybook, Billy Goat Gruff who is holding a large invisible sign that says “No trespassing.” I know that “it” has no right to be there, but its sharp horns of intimidation prances back and forth across the bridge of my mind with me heavy loads of other people’s burdens that renders me too weak to cross over. Heck, Joy, I want to just stand on the bridge, even if it’s cracked for a quick laughter or a lingering smile. Just to be in the vicinity of you Joy would be rewarding to my soul to strengthen my body through your illuminating presence.

I have concluded that there must be some great benefit of experiencing you Joy because the mental boxing match to get to you is a daily fight that I seem to keep losing. Can you see me over here in the distance? Joy I need you and desire you.
So today I choose to stump on the hooves of the invisible Billy Goat Gruff’s thoughts that parade around in my mind because I discovered that they have no right to be there unless I let them come in to bully me.

I received a message that I have a Horn Wrangler named Jesus Christ that gave me a life line in the book of Isaiah, chapter 55, verse 12 that tells me “For you (that means me) shall go out with Joy, And be led out with peace. The mountains and the hills shall break forth into singing before you and the trees of the field shall clap their hands.” This Wrangler has given me permission to go out with you Joy and will also give me some peace because He has the authority to make the hills sing and trees to clap for Him. He has informed me that I have the right to cross the bridge of despair, intimidation, fear and false burdens to be with you Joy. I’m coming over today to play with you Joy because I know that I will find great pleasure as I delight in rejoicing with you. You are my very own Joy.