We process quietly into the church, following the Pascal candle. We stand in the pew, excited and expectant, in the flickering and dancing light of our candles. Then out of the darkness, Father’s voice fills the church, breaking the silence as he sings the first words of the Exultet. A clear high voice joins in, singing the harmony. Then everyone raises their voices as one: Rejoice! Rejoice! And joy floods my heart. Easter has arrived.
I think about joy. What is it? Where does it come from? Is it love or perhaps Love? Is it God making His presence felt in our souls?
I think about blogging and sharing my family. Does it sometimes seem like everything is perfect in our lives? Of course it is not that way at all. We struggle along like everyone else although I can't always share those difficult times as I like to respect the privacy of my family. But what I can write about is joy.
Regardless of what is going on in our lives, there are so many moments of joy. And it is these moments that make me want to open my computer and write a story and share.
I write about many things: homeschooling, writing, grief, family, faith, blogging, books... I also want to write about joy. Joy is not about me. It's all about God.
I stand in our parish church listening to the sweet voices of my children raised in song. It is a perfect moment. And somehow the difficulties and struggles of life do not matter at all because we have love and joy.
We have God.
I'd like to wish everyone a very joyful Easter