I always wondered where was this “JOY” that was supposed to fill the Christian life? I didn’t realize you have to start planting thanks to receive the fruits of JOY. I will never go back. In fact, I am so thankful that I found this little secret out. Thank YOU! Thank YOU!
Look at the daffodil bulbs. There is nothing pretty about them; dry, brittle, browns and whites. They get tucked into the earth. A deposit is made and there is much return on the deposit. JOY springs up and it is glorious! See the daffodil heads swinging in the wind.
What is also incredible about daffodils is that they propagate on their own. Not only do they keep budding every year; they multiply on the hillside. Perhaps our thanks will ring on for a thousand generations. Now, wouldn’t that be cool?
Without exception, every person I interviewed who described living a joyful life or who described themselves as joyful, actively practiced gratitude and attributed their joyfulness to their gratitude practice. - Brené Brown
I know there are a few curmudgeons out there who are going to simply roll their eyes at this. This is medicine folks; try it, I dare you. But it’s not just a simple thanks you have to give, fleetingly, halfheartedly. It’s a thanks that gets planted deep in your soul. A thanks that is true and heartfelt, one you have peace just giving up as an offering–not waiting for the return. But the return happens, like clock-work.
No wonder the Bible prompts us to give thanks so OFTEN!
I’m thanking you, God, from a full heart, I’m writing the book on your wonders. I’m whistling, laughing, and jumping for joy; I’m singing your song, High God.