The word joy can mean many different things, but it is a word that makes me smile when I use it or hear it.
In scripture—“Joy comes in the morning,” “he turned my mourning into joy,” “I find joy in the Lord,” “joy to the world,” “the trees of the forest will sing for joy.”
It can be a name, such as my granddaughter Esther Joy (and she does bring me joy).
And there is the JOY breakfast, where Just Older Youth gather at 8 a.m. on the first Monday of every month at J’s Restaurant. This fellowship began several years before I became pastor of senior ministries and continues with the same folk, along with some new folk and those who are able to come only once in a while.
We welcome the new attenders and invite them to join with the conversation.
The waitresses have become friends with us and sometimes take time to talk with us, serving us with a smile. When I am not part of the conversation I try to keep the coffee cups full. And when it’s time for us to leave, we do not have to do the dishes.
It is a joy for me to have this time with my JOY group; they minister to me. Come and have breakfast with us and see what joy it might bring to you!