Why did I choose the name Wildly Joyful for my blog? Well I’ve been waiting for a “good” answer to this question. I believe the Lord revealed it to me it this past week.
Getting out in nature does wonders for the mind, body, and soul. Experiencing God’s creation is exciting!
I love to pray outside and hear the rustling of the wind in the trees or the water rushing past rocks on the riverbed. I enjoy the silence of a wooded forest.
When we turn off the noise of the other things around us we become more aware of His still small voice which speaks to us.
Nature is an exhibit of God’s glory.
I’m fascinated how a soft velvety rose petal can literally come out of a thorny stick.
I’m in awe of how you can take a bite of a fruit and its juice runs down your face when it came out of the rough wood of a tree. It’s just amazing to me how the earth shouts His glory!
Let the field be joyful, and all that is therein: then shall all the trees of the wood rejoice
I’ve always loved nature. I always have.
I knew my life was busy with 3 kids (ages 5, 3, & 1). I also watch my niece and nephew (ages 2 & 1).
So to say my life is “wild” is accurate. My days range from running to the rescue of the poor toddler whose toy got stolen away to kissing a “boo boo”, from catching their innocent (and crazy cute) conversations about their fairytale story, to explaining to them why I shouldn’t give them popsicles at 7am.
This is my life right now. Sometimes it’s chaotic.
Yes, today my 1 year old thought it would be ok to take his messy diaper off in the middle of the living room without telling his mom.
Yes, today Micah spilled his freshly poured cereal all over his lap, chair, legs, table, and floor. Then minutes later Avery spit his milk all down his face and shirt and on to the floor I just mopped previously (all to make his siblings laugh during breakfast; he’s definitely our clown, but I wasn’t having his humor then.)
Cindee whined about her chores and how it wasn’t fair that I needed to comb and fix her hair daily.
This is my life. Nothing out of the ordinary.
In the midst of the wild days are sparks of joy.
My days are also filled with Avery’s waves. His little hand goes back and forth abruptly as he says “hi” with his cheesy smile. He shuts and reopens the door to say “hi” again and again. He always puts a huge smile on my face and I just can’t help but kiss him from head to toe. That’s my joy.
Or how Micah walks out of his bedroom rubbing his eyes and says, “Good morning Mom.” How he sits at the table and compliments me “You’re a good cooker Mom.” That’s my joy.
And when I catch Cindee being kind helping her little brothers throughout the day. How she reminds us to pray for her at night and then she prays for us by placing her little hand on our head. That’s my joy.
When life is wild you stay content because of the joy that breaks through.
Like on a cloudy day with rays of sunshine bursting through.
Like a beautiful forest with some muddy spots you need to jump over.
Hey have you ever seen the pattern of a painter turtle? God’s design is amazing! We found this baby at a little lake in Wisconsin. Mr. Turtle didn’t want to sit still for the picture.
I’m learning to keep an eye out for joy in my wild.
While camping it poured rain and thundered. We were stuck inside our tent for 3 hours.
I decided (along with my two boys and husband) to find joy in an afternoon nap.
In the every day mundane you too can find joy, you just have to remember to look for it. I guarantee you can find a spark of it!
The heavens declare the glory of God, and the sky proclaims the work of His hands. Psalm 19:1
Thanks for reading. What are some things in nature that awe you? Where can you see God’s glory in the simple everyday things?
I’d love to hear from you in the comments!