Joy. Only three letters, but it packs a powerful punch. When I was asked to write this blog, I did what anyone does who realizes they need to know the power of the meaning of this word — I Googled it. And, I learned a lot. Basically, joy is an intense, long-lasting state of contentment and satisfaction, rooted in a relationship with God. It’s not just being happy; it’s going beyond happy. It’s more of a feeling of well-being. It’s knowing that, regardless of circumstances, we will survive and be stronger. Joy is a fruit of the Spirit. Gal. 5:22-23 says, “The fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control. Against such things there is no law.” (Emphasis added) Joy is a gift from God that remains even in trials, coming from trusting His faithfulness, His promises, and knowing Jesus Christ as our Lord and Savior.
I needed to be reminded of how joy was defined, because at about the same time I was asked to write this blog, something happened to some friends that has broken my heart, causing me to ask some hard questions, to search for answers I’m not sure are there just yet, and to be strong, all at the same time.
In late January, some friends of my youngest daughter (Mary) went on a ski trip to Colorado. The friends are Jennifer and Chance Hanes, with their 3 kids — Ellie, age 10, Addie, age 8, and River, age 5. (Jennifer is one of Mary’s best friends. She is an OB nurse in Amarillo, and she was there for the birth of all three of my grandkids. I’ve known her most of her life, so she almost feels like one of my own kids.) Ellie has been skiing many times, so she skipped Ski School that particular morning. As Ellie and her parents were skiing from one trail to another, something happened. Someone fell in front of her, and she tried to ski around them, and in the process, lost control, flew off the side of the mountain, and hit a tree with great force. By the time her parents got to her, she was not breathing and was turning blue. Jennifer started CPR until Ski Patrol got to them. They took her to a local hospital and realized she needed to be airlifted to Colorado Springs. She was then transferred to the best neurological hospital in the country in Denver, Colorado.
While Jennifer and Chance and their other 2 kids were driving to Colorado Springs, she sent out a text blast asking for prayers. Mary was in that blast. Mary then sent a text to people she knew would be prayer warriors, and that’s how I got involved from the beginning. I reached out to my prayer warriors, and the fire was lit. There have been prayers for this child all over the country, and probably even the world (her aunt is from Austria, and her family has also been added to the prayer warrior list.). Without going into great detail, because it will make this blog way too long, Ellie is currently still in the hospital in Denver and is paralyzed from her shoulders down. Her parents have been told this will be her life, But God is the one in control.
When this all happened, to say I was sad was an understatement. I was so full of fear for Ellie, pain for her parents, worry for her siblings, and a ton of questions. I really couldn’t think straight, let alone pray. And joy — nowhere to be seen. John 10:10 says, “The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full.” Ellie was alive! And although at first she was completely sedated, on a ventilator, and facing the unknown, God was with her. A couple of weeks later, she had a tracheotomy tube put in and still can’t really talk, but she can mouth words, and her brain is fine. The Hanes family is still facing many unknowns — will Ellie improve any physically, what will the future hold for Jennifer and Chance as her caregivers, how will this effect Addie and River long term? Things that the evil one can use to steal joy and crush hope. But, I believe this is just a chapter in their collective stories, and not the end of anyone’s story. Joy is returning to my heart. Psalms 30:15 says, “Weeping may stay for the night, but joy comes in the morning!” One day, a few weeks after her accident, Jennifer posted a video of Ellie teaching her speech pathologist the Anne Wilson song, “Let me tell you about my Jesus.” THAT IS JOY!!!!!!!!
A few days ago, I received a devotional email and found this truth: “If you are up against something difficult today, remember: You’re bing shaped. You’re being sharpened. And because of Jesus, you can choose joy.”
So, each morning, before your feet hit the floor, join me in saying Psalms 118:24: “This is the day the Lord has made, I WILL rejoice and be glad in it.” (Emphasis added)
“Father, You are the source of my joy. Even when I face various trials, I can trust You are using these things to make me stronger. Thank You for stretching my endurance and strengthening my faith. I know You are always with me. Help me to see every day and every circumstance as an opportunity for great joy. In Jesus’ name, Amen.” (Proverbs 31 Ministries daily devotional.)
We want to thank Hope Warren for sharing this post.
