Choosing Joy in the Shattering

A Sunday Message

It was one of those days. 

The kind that called for curling up in bed and letting hours slip away.

But instead of surrendering to that temptation, I dressed swiftly and prepared the boys for outdoor play.

Seeking solace on the steps, Justice, one of my two-year-olds, approached me with chalk. With a forced smile, I nodded as he took my hand to his, leading me to a spot for chalk art. I followed him and quickly immersed myself in some creative magic.

This is choosing joy. 

I thought to myself as I filled my creative spirit amidst grief.

I was reminded yet again that healing is a continuous journey.
That we can hold on to grief and joy at the same time.
And sometimes the sun isn’t always visible,
but even in the midst of clouds, the sun still shines.