I'm trying to practice rejoicing in the Lord. Gratitude and joy go hand in hand, I think, and I need to practice both, but for whatever reason, joy feels more proactive to me. Perhaps it's just a more vibrant concept in my mind. I kind of see gratitude as one of the patriarchs of the virtues, while joy is the young buck of the family, powered by hope, and buoyed by gratitude. Forgive that hopeless little metaphor--it's the best way I can currently express how I view joy.
Certain parts of my life have been struggles for me of late, and rejoicing in the Lord (in the hope of working toward goals I am eager to achieve, in the gratitude that comes of studying all the ways He has met my needs, and most of all, in the delight of knowing that someday I will know Him fully, even as I am fully known) has caused enabled me to tweak my perspective. It still takes some work and a little self-therapy (CBT, anyone?), but it works. And it's wonderful.
The fact that I was able to run today for the first time in months also helped. Endorphins are wonderful, no?
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