I have a theory and one day when I am mature enough I hope to live it out. I want to wear a bubble suit made of joy! A suit no evil can penetrate. Sometimes I think in His infinite wisdom my heavenly Father allows my heart to be laid low. Without this inside knowledge I cannot relate to another’s pain. If it were up to me I would stay inside my joy bubble and bounce along as high as the atmosphere would allow me, drawing nearer to the heavens.
Psalm 45:7 You love righteousness and hate wickedness; therefore God, your God, has set you above your companions by anointing you with the oil of joy.