I Sold My Joy – $83.54
Spring is here and along with it new life. Besides the minor effects of allergies, the sniffles and constant red-eye syndrome, I love it. When you live in Nebraska, you get the privilege of experiencing all the seasons. The seasons seem almost prophetic – a touch of God’s hands on the earth.
Just this morning as I nestled in to explore the new edition of The Voice Bible I knew this was going to be a fantastic day. The Voice is a poetic and understandable rendering of God’s Word. My coffee, Pikes Place Roast, tasted amazing, and my wife – sitting across the room contemplating her own study, smiling – she is happy.
Life is Good.
I decided to take a morning jog. Something that never happens in the winter time. The air nipped with the sweet smell of blooming trees and freshly mowed grass. Awesome, I thought, as my mind raced while my out-of-conditioned-body groaned forward.
It was a fantastic morning I felt my spirit soaring as I jogged. I thought I would worship my run away – but soon I longed for music that was a bit more peppy. I picked some classic rock tunes – Tom Petty.
Life was Good and Loud.
The morning seemed to fly by as I drove myself to work. I felt alive feeling like nothing could stop me. Have you ever had a morning like this? I felt like perhaps this could be the Abundant Life Christ always talks about.
Work has its usual set of problems, but if it were not for those I would not be needed. Zoom – the day flew by quickly. It was lunch time, however, I had built-in plenty of margin to spend the afternoon hour writing this post.
However, this is when I made a mistake. I went to fill up my SUV with gas. I had to, there was no choice.
Something inside of me started to get extremely frustrated. At first, I blamed myself. Why do I insist on driving this gas guzzling hog of a truck? Then, not finding satisfaction I blamed the President of the United States. That didn’t help so I grumbled about all of our Government officials. Even Congressman Lee Terry who I quite enjoy. Fools, the lot of them! Things didn’t stop there as I continued to think about gas prices my anger grew. Oil Companies, Foreign Oil Criminals, Terrorist…I could keep the list going.
That’s when I noticed that my joy was only worth $83.54. I believe this because that was the price it took for me to give it up.
I sold my joy at the pump.
Then like a whisper from the fresh spring breeze the Lord reminded me of His love. Clearly, God was not finished with my joy. I felt the urge to fight for it back on my own. Yet, I felt powerless over my frustration. I couldn’t do it. I gave up. I gave in. That was when God did it for me.
Images of my run flooded my mind. My dog Willow, the perfect running partner. (I affectionately call her jog-dog.) My family, friends and the blessing of the right job for me. A job that enables me to pay $83.54 to drive my truck for two weeks.
What am I whining about?
Like it began, it ended. I repurchased my joy. Not with money but with submission. Submission to the most loving and caring friend I have in this life…Jesus – and His perfect plan for me.
Life is Good…Again.
Just for the fun of it! Enjoy.