spare no expense. get dressed up. go dancing. eat great food. drink wine that doesn’t come from a box and doesn’t have a screw-off top.
just because joy is good enough reason to celebrate.
and everyone is welcome to share in the joy.
young. old. rich. poor. happy. sad. single. married. with children or without.
what a great story for a hurting world. “we have something to celebrate! we have a special kind of joy!”
last night, i got pretty darn close to seeing this idea realized. our church threw a Christmas celebration aptly titled “unspeakable joyfest.” it was everything a party should be:
adults dressed up
kids running and jumping and playing
songs of the season
a great spread of food
at one point, after the kids had re-enacted the birth of Christ and we were singing a few Christmas carols, i looked around. i realized i was sitting at a huge table, all by myself. and that sweeping feeling of joy, the one so familiar at Christmas time, covered me like a blanket. i could physically see joy. all was well in my little world. it was a holy moment. it was a moment of unspeakable joy.
when Jesus was born, the angels spoke these words to the trembling shepherds:
“Do not be afraid. I bring you good news that will cause great joy for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is the Messiah, the Lord.” (Luke 2:10-11)
the coming of joy coincides with the coming of Christ.
and not just some joy…”great joy.”
and not just some people…”all the people.”
that includes you. and me. and the world.
joy to the world.