The past few weeks my soul slowly stopped dancing, and I’ve been waiting to hear the beginning melody of another song.
I’ve been thinking about joy lately and about the moments I feel it most deeply. C.S. Lewis said he was “surprised by joy,” and I have to agree with Ann Voskamp, when she says perhaps that’s the only way to discover it. The life in the trees. The change of autumn in your lungs.
The moment your soul hears the trickle of the soft melody begin to play.