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Confession #47 - Joy is the Best Medicine!

If you've never seen the movie Money Pit and you're looking for a serious laugh, I highly recommend it, it's one of my favorites. 

Click on the play button and watch.  In this scene the main character, Walter, is so overwhelmed by the amount of issues going wrong with the home he's just purchased that he breaks down, not crying but hysterical laughing.


My life has been like this lately.  It's been chaotic, hetic, and exhausting.  But in the midst of it, I noticed an interesting change taking place in my heart....

I'll spare you all the details of the craziness itself, but suffice to say the straw that broke the camel's back occured on Wednesday evening after I noticed that my daughter's hair was infested with Lice.  If you've ever had a run-in with these nasty creatures you know all the work involved in getting rid of them.  It doesn't just take ridding them from the hair but you have to inhillate them from the home by washing and laundering EVERYTHING!!!

By Friday evening, I was in an utter and complete state of exhaustion.  I had torn apart my daughter's room cleaning, organizing and laundering everything I could find.  It took me from 8 am to 6pm.  After that I was did another treatment on Lexi's hair when my husband decided to tinker with our front door knob that was already in disrepair.  My husband is not a handyman in the least.   But he likes to think he can fix things, kind of like Tim-the-tool-man-Taylor, and you guessed it he completely broke the handle.  Later the waterheater cracked and the garage was flooding so that must have excited the dog who decided to start running around the house like a rabid animal knocking over laundry and junk along with Lexi deciding to play the drumset she forgot she had until I decided to donate it.  The house was a mess, and between my exhaustion, the wetvac noise in the garage, the drum playing and the dog running around crashing into everything and barking you might assume that I would have gone stock-raving mad.

But on the contrary, I started laughing.  Laughing like Walter in the Money Pit.  An uncontrollable insane laughter when my heart starting feeling this tremendous joy.  I was overwhelmed by the love and blessings I began to recognize around me.  I began thanking God for giving me a home with a front door to welcome visitors, and a hot water heater, and an amazing and talented daughter, a new dog to share our love with and a husband that was here to vacuum up the mess.  I thanked him that I had clothes to wash and food in the refrigerator, I thanked him that I had a job and friends, and family.  I was in complete awe of God and His amazing provisions. 

The laughter subsided but the joy remains as a continual reminder that I am truely blessed.  And I need to count those blessing every time I feel Satan coming around trying to steel my joy.

Dear Heavenly Father, Thank you again for all the tremendous blessing you have put in my life.  Thank you for filling my heart with joy knowing that joy is being content in the midst of whatever circumstances I may face.  I pray for my sisters-in-Christ today that they too will find the medicine of joy to bring calm in chaos and peace in the midst of panic.  In Jesus' precious name I pray.  AMEN!

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