Kicking and Picking Weeds on the Journey of Joy
We live under the love covenant of Jesus who is the Lily of the Valley. God’s love and blessing bushes sprout around us like lilies. But, we don’t look at them or for them. We just go through the day of lilies picking weeds missing a lot of beauty and sweetness in the process. What are the weeds that crowd out our lilies? Fear, anger, hate, disappointment, depression, entitlement, greed, and deception overgrow the lily of our heart.
Doesn’t take long for life to weed out our JOY. So as we race through life with the human race, we gotta stop kicking and picking weeds and seeds of discontent. Joy must fill the air.
- Center your eyes unto the hills from which comes our help above the fields of weeds.
- Collect in our joy baskets the blessings that come from the Lily of the Valley
- Catalogue the Lily’s kindness, mercy and love.
- Commit our dailies to him with praise and gratitude.
1 Thessalonians 5:16-18 “Always be joyful. Pray continually and give thanks, whatever happens. This is what God wants for you in Christ Jesus… the Lily of the Valley.
Rx for Joy
- Grace is a gift and gratitude is an option.
- Gratitude is God’s eraser for weeds and the filler for JOY.
- Give Joy away and it comes back with dividends and fruit.
- Give Jesus the day and let him handle the weeds
Journal of Joy
Monday — Dug out the weekend weeds and dust off my heart and the day whistled by.
Tuesday— Made all my doctor appointments and was touched by the Lily of the Valley’s hand.
Wednesday — Ran the race through the weeds, and came home smelling like a Lily (rose)
Thursday — Cleaned house and went to bed with a clean house and heart.
Saturday — Special day of smelling the lilies on Love Talk
Sunday — Joy filled day with family & Jesus… Ready for Monday.
“God’s kingdom is like a farmer who planted good seed in his field. That night, while his hired men were asleep, his enemy sowed thistles all through the wheat and slipped away before dawn. When the first green shoots appeared and the grain began to form, the thistles showed up, too. The farmhands came to the farmer and said, ‘Master, that was clean seed you planted, wasn’t it? Where did these thistles come from?’ He answered, ‘Some enemy did this.’ The farmhands asked, ‘Should we weed out the thistles?’ He said, ‘No, if you weed the thistles, you’ll pull up the wheat, too. Let them grow together until harvest time. Then I’ll instruct the harvesters to pull up the thistles and tie them in bundles for the fire, then gather the wheat and put it in the barn.’”