Joy can be elusive. Let me start off by saying I’ve not always had joy in my heart. I’m not one of those super Christians who felt joy in sorrow or in the midst of pain. I’m one of those depressing Christians who only felt pain. So this year when I experienced pure joy I realized one thing. I never want to live without it. For years it’s eluded me and now that I have it I’m holding on for dear life. Our church recently held its annual ladies retreat
Community. I’ve struggled greatly with this one little word. What is it? How does it work? Why do I need it? As an ex-military brat the concept of community is not foreign to me. Within the military community everyone strives to help one another. Life is hard and we all recognize it. Most of us are familiar with sacrifice and not getting what we want for the sake of others. We meet people easily and form long lasting relationships through the bonds of sharing lives.