Sweet, Sweet, Wonderful Joy

Facebook is filled with people sharing whatever it is that brings joy, 

because there’s something about joy that just makes us want to share it! 

Whether sparked by babies, berries, flowers, birds,bonfires, completed projects,

 birthdays, ice-cream, shiny truck, meals, music, celebrations, scenery, sunrise or set; 

(these just a few of the joys shared in my feed recently) the list is endless. 

I’ve come to the conclusion that joy is just too wonder-full not to share!

Trusty flare of morning sun

Fades the stars, unveils the lea

From the fount where mercies run

Brims fresh Joy waiting to be

Feel the kiss that God bestows

Darling little girl and boy

Beauty gilds myriad woes

Sorrow overflows with joy

Pause to prize the petal-plume

Let wonder its thrill impart

Feel joy’s flower burst to bloom

In the garden of the heart

Taste the moment Mercy grants

Who knows what today may bring

Treasure Pleasure’s song and dance

That only pure joy can sing

Find amidst the thorn, the rose

Pause because who knows how soon

Joy’s paradox must compose

A most mournful, somber tune

Aha, herein lies the shift

From love’s flood of blood-sweat-tears

Comes the precious, priceless gift

Of joy, sweet, sweet joy, my dears

My, what happiness joy fires

By God's kind mercies renewed

Joy, His holy joy inspires

Humble, glorious gratitude

© Janet Martin

A glimpse of some personal joys

of the past few days...

Freshly painted bathroom courtesy of Victoria

Who is the Paint Lady at the local hardware store

and thought some painting experience might be nice...

She chose the colour and chose well.

So refreshing to go from a dark purply-taupe to soft hint of sage green...

peonies popped,

 Garden goodness granting endless salad-creation opportunities...

Garden goodness granting grandchildren wonderlands...

(and no, after all these years garden-dirt still does not taste like chocolate)

Flowers, flowers, flowers...

 lovely laundry day...

Helping hands...after I reassured him it's not scary

and I snagged fleeing Grandsonny to show him what fun he could have

helping to turn Stale Crust Collection into casserole toppers and meatloaf-filler etc...

(this was after a clean-up when Brother informed me that Sister poop-ed, pronounced poopette!

Doesn't that 'ette' add a bit of daintiness to a completely undainty task?!) 😂😁

Grandson is going through a stage where every word ending in -ed is an extra syllable😊

Oh, SO much joy in bein' Gramma!

(there was a time when the word Gramma filled me with apprehension

with its older-age connotation...no more! Gramma or not, time will do its thing!)

NOW, hopefully by the end of today I will be feeling the joy that comes

from a thoroughly cleaned house!

I love our large open windows but dust from tractor-traffic going by

has added an extra unwanted grit-coating to floor and furniture!

And a verse as timely as ever...

When anxiety was great within me,
    your consolation brought me joy.

Psalm 94:19