Often, in the Scriptures, joy is the response to being
delivered from oppression (joy flows from peace, as peace builds on hope) not
only liberated people singing for joy but the liberated land itself, the trees
of the field clapping their hands, caught up in a moment of oneness, wholeness,
all things connected to each other in mutual interdependency.
All creation sings for joy at the birth of the One who
comes to judge all things with equity, with justice and mercy. The trees shed
their leaves and shake their bare branches with joy at release from the burden
of having to be useful all of the time, of taking in carbon dioxide through
their leaves and giving out oxygen. In the spring, the same trees will unfurl
new leaves with spring joy, for the winter is past. In the summer, their joy is
in having strong limbs and a canopy in which birds nest and raise their young.
In the autumn, their joy is that of preparing to let go, a crowning blaze of orange
and gold. All creation sings, through out the seasons, sunrise and sunset and
the beauty of the moon as it waxes and wanes, the dance of the planets, the
snow in its time.
All this though we still only anticipate the great joy
of all creation delivered from harm.
How will you be surprised by joy today?
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