Joy and pain can be intermingled. Yesterday was one of those days and I strived to change the pain portion but could not. My pain was not of my making but caused by another and yet I doubt they even knew how deeply the knife was in my heart by their actions. In that moment I could hear the whispers of the old man wanting to be resurrected. I heard him speaking to me of anger and retaliation but I recognized his whiny voice quickly this time and refused to enter the arena of contention.
With tears burning my eyes and needing humbleness I did not feel, I picked up my phone and called my sister. She spoke for me where I had no words. She was my strength when I could not walk my path. Once more I was refreshed and I later gathered with my family to find joy in my heart again. Glory to glory I continue on day by day.
2 Cor 4:16 Therefore we do not lose heart. Even though our outward man is perishing, yet the inward man is being renewed day by day.
1 Thes 5:14 ….comfort the fainthearted, uphold the weak….