Alighting Joy

I lit up joy tonight. Walking into my room I turned to the comforting flicker of a candle. And as I held the match to the wick I realized that unintentionally I was lighting up joy; because written across the glass that encased it was that word. Joy. And I smiled, a little ironically as that was the last thing I was feeling. But one can light it. One can keep it burning. One can intentionally choose it when it really seems so far out of grasp. Because this presence we worship. He is joy in all it's fullness and he melts away burdens with his laugh over us. And he is ever ready to burst into flame within our hearts and flood them with his lightness.