No More Night of the Living Dead
“Mama, Grandma’s eyes are open, but she’s breathing like she’s asleep.” “Thank you darling.” I dropped what I was doing and hastened to Grandma’s bedroom, where she lay, resting between death and life. I waved my hand in front of the unresponsive eyes. I put my hand...Expecting the Joy When You Can’t Feel It (Joy Part 4)
This is the 4th in a series about joy. Read Part 1 here. Read Part 2 here. Read Part 3 here. A friend listened to the song “If You Want Me To” by the blind songwriter Ginny Owens. She said, “I can’t say this [place of faith] is where I am all...Joy Comes as a Response in the Realm of the Spirit (Joy Part 3)
This part of a series on joy. Read Part 1 here. Read Part 2 here. Have you ever noticed those verses in the Bible that talk about God’s judgment on the wicked coming in the form of birds picking out their eyes? (One of them is in Proverbs 30.) I know...Joy Is a Response (Joy Part 2)
This is the second in a 4-part series. Last week I gave the first part of a definition of joy, asserting the controversial opinion that we have to admit that it’s a feeling, an emotion. This week I want to say something that might also be considered...Maybe Joy Isn’t a Discipline but is . . . (Gasp) a Feeling (Joy Part 1)
One day before beginning a meeting, a lady gave us all a Thought to Ponder. “Joy is a discipline.” Hmmmm, whirred my ancient rusty crankshaft of a brain. That doesn’t sound quite right. That bothers me. But I couldn’t put my finger on why. For days and weeks...
I’m Rebecca Davis, a trauma-informed writer, book coach, speaker, compassionate witness, prayer minister, and lover of Jesus who lives in Greenville, South Carolina.
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