My Joy Was Stolen
It’s amazing how your attitude can go from great and then plummet to rock bottom in the matter of minutes, with the exchange of a few words, or at any given moment. You have to protect your spirit because the Devil can easily steal your joy in so many different ways. Bad customer service- joy stolen. Bill collector call- joy stolen. Check didn’t come in the mail- joy stolen. All these things happened to me in the time span of 4:45pm-5:00pm today. Here I am just jolly as can be, walking out of my training class for a new business venture I’m on, and by the time I got in my car good to call the financial aid department of my school to check on a pending issue, my joy that I had just had was STOLEN!
Instead of me preaching to the choir, I want to hear from YOU; yes all of YOU reading this right now! How do I protect my joy, the joy that world didn’t give and the world shouldn’t be able to take away; but did? How can I protect my good spirit? I need guidance, advice, and uplifting right now…
Gossiper
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Hmmm…good question! I don’t think can be answered in ONE way. Of course prayer helps but we are imperfect humans so it will be stolen from time to time and its okay to go there for it to humble us or whatever the case may be BUT we don’t need to stay there. Just like when you are having a bad day – you can feel down and sad for a second but don’t wallow for its already done!! Like you said the Joy YOU have the world didn’t give it and they can’t take it away…you can have a funk for a second or two but quickly remember they CAN’T take it away…God gave it to you for you to claim, have, and hold on to…hope this helps. I often deal with this myself as I tend to get my feelings hurt sometimes but I know its just the devil trying to steal my joy.
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Thanks
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When something/someone steals my joy, I always think about how much worse it surely is for someone else at that very moment. One of the worst things for me to have to deal with was my Thyroid condition. I was sick, general run down feeling, for years. Then the symptoms got worse: Chronic fatigue, muscle aches, weight gain, constipation, swelling in face, hands and feet….then the dreaded happened for a woman, my hair started falling out.
When I was finally diagnosed, I was put on thyroid medication–but over medicated. As a result, I had heart palpitations, shortness of breath, etc. The doctor kept adjusting my meds for almost a year. All the while, I was sick and still had to report to work everyday. One day I just broke down….then I thought, ‘I was diagnosed with a condition that is completely treatable and is not life threatening.’ What do I have to complain about. Some people get sick and find out they have advanced cancer, etc.
It was at this moment I realized the the Lord had kept me again and I was not diagnosed with a more serious illness because the Lord has a reason for keeping me here. I was told in January that my Thyroid must be removed, due to growths on the gland, and I will be on Thyroid hormone for the rest of my life. But, I never got depressed. I just kept thinking how much worse some people’s diagnosis is.
I am a little nervous about the surgery, because I have never had surgery before or even an overnight stay in a hospital. But I know I will come through the surgery just fine because God has a plan for my life that has not been fulfilled yet; and I am not going anywhere until I discover the reason God put me here and make the impact he put me here to make.