Finding Joy

In a world of indecision and discontent, where do I go to obtain the purest of joy? I seek the kind of joy that exceeds expectation, yet is not contrived by any sort of plan or ten step processes. Can this type of thing be happened upon or must it be purchased for a price? May it be solicited or is it hidden away in some unmarked buried grave, never to be revealed to humanity?

I have tried to find the joy advertised in magazines and idolized on television, but it is shallow and fleeting, and only serves to build piles of out of date and unwanted artifacts on my closet floor; proof of my failed attempts at this real joy. When it is authentic it resounds and fills you, unlike the feeling of a new pair of suede shoes that passes ten minutes after you step outside and they begin to pinch your toes. The appetite of the consumer is never satisfied. Yet, joy is not a passing fancy.

I’ve sought it in human vessels, finding their attention always pleasant, but never fixed. To a man I am a passing joy myself, crossing his path to provide a temporary grin or something nice to gaze at while strolling on a Sunday afternoon. In time I become the out of date and unwanted pile of his, neglected and left wanting still for joy. The happiness I briefly help has left me in exchange for a piercing heart ache. Attraction will not last forever, how then could it bring what I seek?

Will I find it in money, power, education, a good coffee fix? Where will I find this true and steadfast joy? It is not a salve that soothes the soars of living for a moment and slowly dissolves away. It is ever present through the pain and the heartache and the even in the times the whole world disapproves of the choices you have made in life. I have seen its affect. I have seen the beauty it creates though life may seemed a terrifying thing to some I have seen the joy in their souls despite.

When I find this treasure, I will not take it for myself but I will proclaim it. I will tell you how I came to possess it and how you can do the same. Then the world will be a bearable place where smiles are given with liberality and nothing is ever expected in return for a favor. If you find it first, please remember me. Remember to share your joy.

Finding Joy


Joined November 2007

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