Joy

Just an ordinary day

My favorite scene from the Passion was the scene with Jesus and His mother. Actually I must confess I had my eyes closed during most of the movie – it was just too graphic for me – but this scene impacted me on so many levels. I've come to know such a joy in my life because of my relationship with Jesus and I believe there was a joy in Him when He lived among us. This scene captures this for me. So often He is pictured as this somber and serious man and I'm confident there were times when this was true. But I can't help but believe that during the daily routines of life, He was filled with a joy that would have been quite evident. I picture Him sitting around a campfire with His disciples, discussing the day, teaching them, loving them and being loved by them, sharing in a sweet fellowship reminiscent of the garden, so long ago. Knowing them and being known by them. He knew everything about them – even better than they knew themselves . . . and He loved them and in that love there was joy. It overwhelms me to think that that same joy comes in my relationship with Him now. Not only that I find such joy in Him . . . but that He might also find joy in me and in everyone who calls upon His name.