WHERE IS JOY?
I always hated my first name, mainly because no one used it. When I heard it used, it wasn’t me. My middle name is my identifier – Martell, a created name by my parents. Growing up, whenever someone learned my first name, they would use it teasingly, and I would cringe. On the first day of classes each semester in college, I didn’t respond when my name was called because they always used first names!
The irony is that I have a lovely first name – Joy. I don’t think I truly appreciated this name until I read Ann Voscamp’s book one thousand gifts. Now I want to use it – put it on my website, use it in my signature because I truly do feel the joy that comes from God’s blessings.
As you learn more of my story you may be surprised that I would choose “countingjoy” for my blog title. And I confess that I question God at times – “where is the joy here?” I have been in some pretty intense struggles with God at times in the last 10 years.
I’ve had a broken heart that I blamed on God, and He patiently held me, waited for me, loved me. He was the loving Father to an angry and devastated child. This heart is mending – probably in the best shape it’s been in the last 10 years.
Come with me as I share what I’ve learned – it’s been a long journey.