Some days the joy just is not there, or at least it seems that way. Circumstances, commitments and the casualties of this fallen world can take a toll. We feel empty and worn. It is on these days we have to press deeper into our faith with outstretched arms and wait expectantly on the Lord. I acknowledge some days, weeks months and years the fight is harder than others. Nevertheless, we have to resist self-pity and the temptation to hibernate because that would be a win for an enemy who desires to send us there; alone, tearful and hopeless.

How do we ignite joy when our tank is low? Prayer and praise are two good options. Another great avenue that turns parched into plenty is getting outside of ourselves and looking for needs of others that we can meet. We often think we are giving towards, but the truth is we are being given to. In giving, we are gaining a joy that money and circumstances cannot create. It is a beautiful thing.

When we are feeling empty, we have the choice to turn it into a grievance or a gift. The enemy is waiting to escort us down a gravel road of grief. God is waiting to walk us down a golden road of gifts that transform our absence into abundance.

When we choose the right road, emptiness can be framed as an opportunity to be filled with the transforming grace of a good God who seeks to fill searching hearts that although broken are still believing.

It is helping hands that harvest hope when the backdrop is heavy.

Much love on this Monday whether it be manic, mundane or somewhere in between.