I was listening to a Come Follow Me broadcast this week like I do each week called "Sunday on Monday." The host, Tammy Uzelac Hall, spoke of keeping a joy journal and she encouraged all of her listeners to do the same. I decided to take her advice and I started a joy journal of my own about 5 days ago. My goal is to write in this journal at the end of each day to report on the things that brought me joy that day.
There are many journals out there like this one
I can say that writing in my journal has been an eye opening experience for me so far. Since I'm keeping focus on and looking for joy in my life, I am finding it everywhere.
The funny thing about joy is that it is there for the taking, we just need to want it. The only person who can keep joy from us is ourselves. It is available to every individual. It is a mind-set.
Elder Patrick Kearon, an apostle of the Lord Jesus Christ, gave a great talk in General Conference 3 weeks ago about joy. He says "because of the loving plan of our Heavenly father for each of His children, and because of the redeeming life and mission of our Savior, Jesus Christ, we can -- and should -- be the most joyful people on the earth!" He also said: "Even as the storms of life in an often-troubled world pound upon us, we can cultivate a growing and abiding sense of joy and inner peace because of our hope in Christ and our understanding of our own place in the beautiful plan of happiness."
Life is difficult and we will all be tried and tested. However, because of our knowledge of God's plan for us, we can find joy in those trials. As an example, I will share an experience I had yesterday.
Alan and I recently got a new calling in our ward. We are the Building Representatives. It is our job every 4th month to make sure that the church is cleaned every Saturday that month by members of the ward. I usually have not participated in cleaning the building. Alan has always told me that I didn't need to help because of my physical limitations. However, since it is my calling, I help have helped with the work each week this month. Yesterday, I discovered that the cultural hall still needed sweeping. I knew it would be hard on my back, but decided to give it a try anyway. Mid way through the task, my back started hurting quite badly. My left hip started hurting also, but I didn't quit. I was able to find joy in that service. I just kept going and didn't give up. I pushed through the pain. I soon realized how happy it was making me to be able to contribute to the cleaning project. I was happy to be able to do my part in keeping the Lord's house clean.
I'm so grateful for my joy journal. I look forward to writing in it every night before I fall asleep. Maybe one day I will get tired of writing in it, but until then, I plan to keep paying attention to the joyous moments I experience each day. They are there. I just have to open my eyes to them.



























