Joy Deposits

You have put more joy in my heart than they have when their grain and wine abound.

In peace I will both lie down and sleep; for you alone, O Lord, make me dwell in safety. Psalm 4:7-8 ESV

Heavenly Father, this is an awesome attitude-checking Scripture. We affirm with the Psalmist that peace, joy, and rest aren’t tied to aged wine and full granaries. So by faith, we unhitch our joy-wagon from people and politics, wealth and work, health and homes, circumstances and outcomes.

We reject Satan’s lie that the only reason we love you, is because you buy our affections with “the good life.” (Job 1:9-11). Your name is Abba Father, not Sugar Daddy. We love you because you created us for your glory and have redeemed us by your Son.

Indeed, we love you because you first loved us, and gave Jesus as a sacrifice of atonement and propitiation for our sins. We’re grateful for the many creature comforts you give us. But we adore you for the acceptance and affection you lavish on us in the gospel.

We sleep deeply between the sheets of your tender mercies and inexhaustible grace. We rest our heads on a pillow of your Fatherly sovereignty, and are warmly blanketed in your unwavering love. There’s no safer or sweeter place—in life or death, suffering or somersaults, crisis or cartwheels, than to be “in Christ.”

Because you’ve hidden our lives in Jesus, not a hair can fall from our heads, not a breath can be taken from our lungs, not a beat can be missed by our hearts apart from your sovereign purposes and pleasure. And should we die in the next hour, our hearts will forever proclaim, “Our God has done all things well!” So very Amen we pray, in Jesus’ beautiful and bounteous name.