This title sounds a little pompous, or perhaps a little esoteric. Perhaps because it has just popped into my head as I write. I have been meaning to blog for some time, and not got round to it. Even now, I probably ought to be doing something else.
However, we make time for what matters. The joy of the Lord matters. His pleasure, His good will, His laughter. I think that we underrate laughter and merriment. There is too little of it in the kingdom of God as we know it. Perhaps we fear that laughter is about scorn, or about derision, or about complacency somehow. The round-bellied laugh of the self-indulged, indifferent to others’ fates.
But what have we got to give others if we cannot laugh? If we have no joy? The joy of the Lord is our strength. From the title of my post, ‘enter into the joy of the Lord’, is from the parable about having invested your life well.
And here’s the thing: every blood-bought saint of God has invested his or her life well already. It is already banked. That’s the truth! God has already completed what you need to do with your life! Simply hear Him for today and do it. We do not need to agonise about a thousand future steps. Instead, we simply need to walk the next couple of steps with joy in our heart and on our faces.
Perhaps there will be some sorrow. Yes, there may will be. We have been guaranteed it. ‘In this world you will have tribulation. But be of good cheer, I have overcome the world’. Yet, those who sow in tears will reap in joy. I am happy to sow in tears. The tears will come, and the tears must come. How can our Lord have wept, and we not weep? How can we not weep over our sins? How can we not weep at His love for us?
But we will come laughing home with golden sheaves, and our laughing will no know bounds, no surcease, no remittance. In the Last Battle, as the Pevensey children enter into heaven, it is like the term is over, and the summer holidays has begun. There is a lightness in our hearts that will never be suppressed, never soured. It does not matter what the devil tells you. It does not matter what the world tells you. It does not matter what your soul tells you. Tell your soul, ‘I will seek His face’. Tell your soul, ‘Bless the Lord, oh my soul’. Because we have been told to ask in His name, so that our joy will be full.