Joy can be an upside-down quality
of virtue that we experience even from within the emptiest of situations,
because of the truth; to know reality is not passing us by. We are living it.
By living the truth of reality—including its sadness—we know all too well there
is a depth to life that may only be discerned when we have approached life with
such boldness, come what may.
When we learn that joy is ever
present and constantly available we are forced to review our definition of it.
We find joy when we are mature in
the context of the truth in reality.
We find joy in the irrelevant
moment, in the mystery, and well beyond our sense; simply by sitting in it; in
the depths of reality—of existence that cannot be changed, influenced, nor
condemned.
By entering boredom or agony or
concern we watch for the white space in our minds—that place where the true and
accessible us lives and belongs. That place is real, but somehow we must break
past our initial fear to comfort ourselves to attain it.
Maybe only the truth-filled
moments are real; perhaps it’s all the ‘preservatives added’ and bulk processed
moments stripped away. Possibly, we can take the opportunity to be the church more when we are broken down and
worshipping in truth.
Sitting in the pit of reality,
with no pretension about us, with truth all about and none of it denied, God is
real and God speaks; audibly through the ventricles of our felt experience—not
in words, but through imagery, mysterious and captivating. This is powerful and
nothing can touch it.
This is one of the wonderful
wonders of the Gospel.
Nothing can defeat us if we have
joy in sadness; the ability to access reality in truth and know God is there
despite pain. This joy is not happiness, but it is the contentedness to move
beyond the otherwise scaling resentment that kills our hope.
Such a thing as beautiful as this
is to be beheld; it captivates us because it moves us and has us blossoming in
growth from within.
God is good in that he offers us
reality; the truth-filled experience, vast and gaping, with the sheer fullness
of his prevailing Presence. When we imagine God there with us, no matter the
emotion, we imagine his love shining through as empathy, as care, as grace, and
we are moved to hope, and hope transforms us in peace.
© 2013 S. J. Wickham.
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