The world thinks it very odd, this unremarkable grey bird…
Coo joy in sorrow from God? Joy in a minor key un-heard!
Ridiculous, a religious façade! Happiness is first, not third…
Joy in sorrow a sanity fraud! Joy can’t be sung by sad-bird!
Sad joy of Dove is guffawed! A joke something so absurd!
Joy’s sad song deep sorrow, cooing of the Mourning Dove…
Grief a vexation to borrow; in minor key to coo God’s Love!
Hopes peace for tomorrow, for all who dare to look Above!
Happiness fleeting sparrow, fly away when push-to-shove…
Spirit’s Joy Eternal-Morrow! Faith is joy of Mourning Dove!
joyindestructible 
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Ok…let me see if I get this one right. God’s joy comes in the midst of sorrow. The world thinks it odd and ludicrous that a person claiming to be a child of God would look to Him, by faith, and grab hold of that joy. Is that right?
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Yes, and even weirder to have joy when they don’t have all the ‘things’ and circumstances required for happiness.:0)
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Very good poem and post… thank you
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Thank you for the re-blog Bob. God bless.
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Love the rhyme of the first stanza of this poem!
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Thank you, Jim. Have a wonderful Sunday tomorrow.:0)
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Thanks Pam! I need to get back to my sermon prep…a good break for sure, and an edifying reading of your blog.
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Awww…makes me feel happy to be a blessing. :0)
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Your poems show us we can bring Joy out of sorrow with God’s guidance. I have been praying for God’s guidance and reminding myself slow down or you are going to be in trouble. God will show me the way.
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Yes. He will.
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