Joy {and my journey with her}.

Joy has returned to me, after what has been a gloomy several months.

Of course, there are so many factors that have me questioning her return…

Is it that I’ve become SO excited about the child growing in my belly?
Is it that I feel her movements? Is it that I’ve seen her?
Is it that I know she’s a she?
Is it that I again have people in my life who really want to know me?
Is it that I’ve been getting rest again? Is it that I’ve been sleeping in?
Is it that I realize the extent to which I’m blessed with an incredible husband?
Is it that I have people in my life who make me feel needed again?
Is it that I feel good because I’m healthier?
Is it that I feel good because I’m learning so much?
Is it that I feel good because I’m accomplishing things I never thought I would?

Is it that

{in being needed, in having people want to know me, in developing love for this little girl growing within me, in finding rest again, in being loved well by my husband, in learning &  taking action, in making strides in health,}
I’m now confident again that the best thing for me to be is me?

Is it that in all those things I’m reminded {the best thing for me to be is me} because He has a beautiful plan for me? Or because the best version of me is the one who remembers that I know true freedom, that Joy is my friend, that she has a home here in my heart?

This joy has teased me with little glimpses here & there for moments at a time, only to steal away when chaos has returned at a moment’s notice. But she is home again.
And I’m reminded of the ways in which she never left even amidst the sorrow that slowly settled in, threatening her territory.

Joy, you have a home in my heart.
Beauty, your love sets me free.
Truth, you truly satisfy me.
Love, help me in those moments I don’t believe.

Random Thought Thursday.

Things that should be known about me:

If you’re interested, read on.
If not, here’s an awesome (children’s) book you could read instead.
In fact, read it either way. Seriously. You’ll be so glad you did.
And it won’t take you long at all.

I talk too much.
In an attempt to express gladness or excitement, I ALL too often overuse exclamation points! & smiley faces. 🙂
I love my typewriter.
Unfortunately, I hardly ever use it.
I like to make lists.
I tend to be an extremist.
I love that Jesus calls me to balance.
I can’t wait to meet our little girl.
I love the Beatles.
I can’t wait to play Here Comes the Sun for our little girl on vinyl & dance with her.
I want to write a children’s book.
Saying that out loud (okay, so typing it) should do one of two things:
…. make me do it     OR solidify that I might not. Ever.
I’m a procrastinator.
(Who likes to get way ahead on some things.)
I spend too much time on my computer.
In my mind, Joy is feminine.
(Not as a name, but as a characteristic of God, & a state of being).
I LOVE listening to people’s stories.
I came across a name today that I love for our little girl.
I wrote about it, in a letter to her, on my typewriter.