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Lou_F
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I have come to the conclusion that I can only truly embrace joy by accepting the faults of others. When Peter sank while walking on water, he took his eyes off Jesus and looked more on the circumstances around him and upon the possibility of what “could” happen. The book of Job gives account how we so easily accept good things from God, and should also accept the suffering He gives. I am ready to begin to accept the petty faults of others and self (disagreements with spouse, lousy drivers, my own limitations, etc.) but when I see something on TV that is morally offensive to children, or hear about government leaders that support abortion, etc,. It robs me of my joy. Should I allow it to? Is there a way I can be in total disagreement with an offensive injustice yet not have it rob me of my joy? Jesus displayed anger with the Pharisees & Scribes. Can a person have feelings of anger yet have joy for having that anger at the same time? I really mean that. Can I have the feeling of anger toward injustice, yet rejoice because that anger is directed for the greater glory of God? Should I therefore remain angry over the injustices that lead others to mortal sin yet still be able to rejoice that I have that anger because I’m supposed to have it? Is anger toward such things a part of joy?
Now one more question, I like to offer little sacrfices on a daily basis. However, they have a tendency to strip away some of my joy. I have developed a “sacrifice” frame of mind. I seem to have less joy than before. Is it better to sacrifice melancholy than the (morally acceptable) things that take away my joy? Where do I draw the line between joy and sacrifice? Joy leads to more love. Love is better than sacrifice. What do you suggest?
Now one more question, I like to offer little sacrfices on a daily basis. However, they have a tendency to strip away some of my joy. I have developed a “sacrifice” frame of mind. I seem to have less joy than before. Is it better to sacrifice melancholy than the (morally acceptable) things that take away my joy? Where do I draw the line between joy and sacrifice? Joy leads to more love. Love is better than sacrifice. What do you suggest?