Do you remember what it felt like when you met Jesus for the first time?
When you knew He loved you, He died for you and He wanted you with Him for all eternity?
Do you recall what it felt like to have that burden lifted?
Why doesn’t it feel like that now?
Our joy gets interrupted.
Things muscle in and distract us.
Cares pile upon us.
Let’s be bold and call it what it is.
Let’s be bolder still and admit it’s a big problem.
The joy first came in confessing our sins and having them forgiven.
The joy is restored the very same way.