Joy to the World!

Joy to the world, the Lord is come!
Let earth receive her King;
Let every heart prepare Him room,
and Heaven and nature sing,
and Heaven and nature sing,
and Heaven, and Heaven, and nature sing.

I sing this song every year at Christmas time.  Joy to the world.   And I stop and I ask myself, “Am I allowing the JOY that is Christmas flood my heart as I prepare to receive Him?”

Let every heart prepare Him room.

My heart gets cluttered at times.  Some days I am afraid to look deeper, for fear of what I might really see.  It’s hard to look beyond the places where moth and rust are set on destroying.  The places where I have neglected to bring nourishment.  And in the cluttered mess that is often my heart, I find that there is no room for Him to abide.  He cannot remain in a cluttered heart.  And when He’s not there, joy is not found.

Am I making room in my heart for the birth of a King, one who came to fill my heart with Joy?

I do not want to give in to the stress and weight of what this world has to offer.  I do not want my heart to be filled with soil that is not prepared to receive life.  I want to receive Jesus, again and again.  Over and over again I must invite Him to come.  I need Thee every hour!  He wants to flood my heart with joy everlasting, for He alone is the giver of joy.  This world holds only momentary pleasures.  The pleasures that He brings are eternal.

I must prepare my heart to receive Him, by making room for Him to dwell. 

Today I am digging a little deeper, peering behind doors in my heart which have been closed, slammed shut, broken off their hinges, locked.  I’m letting go of fear, allowing Him to come. 

“Will You come, Lord Jesus, and abide in these musty places in my heart.
these places where moth and rust are set on destroying,
these places where I’ve neglected to bring nourishment?
Forgive me for slamming the door of my heart shut,
as if You you do not already see what is hidden behind there.
Forgive me for locking the door, and not letting you in.
I need no longer fear what is already light to you.
Forgive me for allowing the hinges of my heart to become broken.
Will you come, Lord Jesus, and flood my heart with Your joy?”

Joy to the world, the Lord is come!

All of heaven proclaims His coming.  All of heaven shouts with joy.  And this joy is only found in His presence.  It is found when we stop, when we take a breath, when we whisper an “I love you”.  It is found in the mundane and the routine, when we least expect it, joy comes.  It bubbles up from deep within.  Jesus, living on the inside.  He is the giver of joy!

You will show me the way of life, granting me the joy of your presence and the pleasures of living with you forever.  (Psalm 16:11)

Linking up with Emily for Tuesdays Unwrapped.

 

 

Barbie

Seeking beauty in the ordinary and embracing life to the fullest. Thank you for stopping by and come again soon!

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15 Responses

  1. Gorgeous photo, Barbie!  🙂

    My heart, too, is cluttered. Let us make room for The Only One who brings true joy!

    Merry Christmas, Barbie!

  2. Barbie, yes, I want Him to come in, especially to all the locked up doors of my heart. Thank you for your courageous leaning into Him here, as always. Merry Christmas, beautiful friend!

  3. Ro elliott says:

    I love the picture…I just say yes and Amen to it all…oh may the bubbling grow to overflowing in our lives as we make more room….blessings and Merry CHristmas…

  4. Nikki says:

    This post was written for me. I’m sure of it. 
    This has been on my heart as of late (in fact, my post tomorrow is about this very thing). 
    You captured it all in a beautiful fashion. So glad I spent my time here with your words. thank you and Merry Christmas, friend!

  5. Digging a little deeper with you today…preparing room for Him in my heart.  Inspired by your words today (as always).

  6. charis says:

    i think this is the 1st time that line has stood out to me… i know the Holy Spirit has been emphasizing this in my life right now.. to purposely make room for Him.  i love that you wrote on this.

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