Quotes about Joy

It is absolutely impossible to worry and live in peace at the same time. Peace is not something that can be put on a person; it is a fruit of the Spirit (see Gal. 5:22), and fruit is the result of abiding.

the full, till it overflows)" (John 10:10). Your days can be filled with an overflowing joy that will spill into the lives of others. You can experience this joy all day if you learn to start your day right—by spending time with God, reading His Word, praying, and listening for His direction. Listening to God each morning fills you with expectancy and favor for a better day, and those days add up to a better life. The Lord wants you to have Him clearly in sight

I wake up expecting to enjoy my day.

One of the most valuable things you can do in order to live a hope-filled, joyful, overcoming life is to believe the best in every situation.

Right believing leads to right living! Right believing leads to a life of peace, joy, and fulfillment!

But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law. GALATIANS 5:22—23 NIV

I have learned that to be with those I like is enough

Smile. Have you ever noticed how easily puppies make human friends? Yet all they do is wag their tails and fall over.

It is the silence-breaking cry that begins the process that turns pain into joy.

I decided that my life was a gift from God, and my happiness was not dependent upon children, a husband, or any of the other things I had once thought were the source of happiness. It's about being able to accept the bitter and sweet parts of life.~Lois Troyer

I wish you would stop being so negative. I'm not being negative; I'm just facing the truth. The truth is you have a lot to learn about how God wants us to live, and unless you allow Him to fill your heart with joy and love, I'm afraid you'll be living less of a life than my crippled granddaughter.

Presently a choir of small voices chanted forth an old Christmas carol, the burden of which was— Rejoice, our Saviour he was born On Christmas Day in the morning. I rose softly, slipt on my clothes, opened the door suddenly, and beheld one of the most beautiful little fairy groups that a painter could imagine. It consisted of a boy and two girls, the eldest not more than six, and lovely as seraphs. They were going the rounds of the house and singing at every chamber door