A rose, touched by the sun’s warm rays,
All its petals gently does unfold.
So you, when touched by God’s great mercy
Let joy and gladness win your soul.
— Jean Berger
This poem, set to a tender tune by a fine musician, just fit with the newly-opening roses, a surprise from my daughter for Mother’s Day.
When the light falls on us, we can turn to it and allow joy to win. Sometimes it’s a choice. We can choose joy or choose to remain in the shadow.
How about you? How can you choose joy this week? What can you do to let gladness win your soul?