The words hit me in the midst of a sermon today.
I
choose
joy
Life’s full of bumps and bruises, misunderstandings and mistakes, helplessness and heckuva days. And yet I still have the power to choose, don’t I? Don’t you?
I am tired. Two kids are sick. The day is gray. My worries meander between stress and grief. But I still have a choice.
I
choose
joy
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