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Don't miss this point—though the famine phase is hard, it does not have to be void of joy. Look for the joy. It is there. Answered prayers, treasures of wisdom, and the peace of God's provision are waiting for you in this phase. Depending on God brings such joy as I would never know any other way.
— Lysa TerKeurst
Even amid hardship, trials, and things that don't go the way we want them to, we can find something to be joyful about.
— Lysa TerKeurst
Dear Lord, even though I don't always understand Your ways, I can find joy in Your protection, Your provision, and Your process. I depend on Your strength to help me today. In Jesus' name. Amen.
— Lysa TerKeurst
All of the happiness we have ever known and all of the happiness we hope to find is unreachable without a heart.
— John Eldredge
We know if we could truly love, and be loved, and never lose love, we would finally be happy.
— John Eldredge
Something has gone wrong in us, very wrong indeed. So wrong that we have to be told that joy is found not in having another man's wife, but in having our own. But the point is not the law; the point is the joy.
— John Eldredge
The place God calls you to is the place where your deep gladness and the world's deep hunger meet."
— John Eldredge
Imagine—after your enemies are judged and banished, many great treasure chests are set before you. Jesus tells you to open them, saying, These are the gifts I meant for you in your former life but were stolen. I return them now, with interest. Imagine what fills those chests. Laughter comes from one, for so much of what has been lost are memories and joy.
— John Eldredge
Positive barometers, too, wonderful things;
— John Eldredge
Now my head shall be lifted up above my enemies all around me; Therefore I will offer sacrifices of joy in His tabernacle; I will sing, yes, I will sing praises to the LORD. —Psalm 27:6
— John Hagee
She dwells with Beauty--Beauty that must die: And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips, bidding Adieu; and aching Pleasure nigh, Turning to poison while the bee mouths sips:
— John Keats
I'll feel my heaven anew
— John Keats