From My Sorrow Came My Joy

Happiness . . .

I felt joy yesterday.

The source of my sorrow for a month has suddenly been lifted from my overly bruised shoulders. What with the help of my prayer warriors (specifically my mom and sisters), I have witnessed the power of both prayers and family.

Thanks so much to a big God who has been my refuge and my strength, a God who is bigger than my big problem. Whew!

Kahlil Gibran on Joy and Sorrow

Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.

And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears. And how else can it be?

The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain. Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven?

And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?

When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.

When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.