The world still dark, beckons me out of bed this morning. I want to watch the sun wake the world and be part of it. And this song from my childhood keeps stirring my heart. The words “Hold on my Child, Joy Comes in the Morning” plays over and over again in my heart like this internal record.
Isn’t it funny how certain scenarios will bring songs rushing back to you? I sit here and close my eyes and hear the music. It intertwines around my heart, and envelops me like this warm, cozy blanket. The world is still in its inky darkness.
Sometimes, if you take a moment, before the world wakes up, it is silent. It’s as if the entire creation is holding its breath, waiting for the sun. Then never to disappoint, a glorious sigh of relief spreads across the sky for the morning once more.
My feelings were reflective as I breathed in January’s cool air. I am sad this morning for this woman who lost her life yesterday. She had this amazing gift of music but she didn’t know she touched my life because I never told her. I took for granted that everyone else was always telling her. And now, she is gone. A beautiful talented women, a mom, a daughter, a sister.
My sadness I’m feeling over this lost life makes me look at Joy differently this morning. Darkness and long days can result In discouragement and hopelessness. But I realIzed early this am, if you are still living, if you have even the slightest bit of hope still stirring in your soul, Joy can come in the morning. It’s a new start, a new chance, new beginning to experience joy in whatever your day holds. And I choose everyday how to define my life.
Life moves swiftly. I want to have these beautiful people who touch my life, hear me say, “thank-you.” I don’t want to be so wrapped up in my own burdens, heartaches. and distractions, that I miss people’s joy moments. And this week, it has been a little overwhelming, it took watching the world wake up from it’s darkness for my heart to find its priority once more. I will still have things that lay heavy on my heart, it’s life. But I want to be more purposeful to lay away my sorry from the night and embrace Joy for the morning. 
A woman who chose joy 