This word says it all. When we go home each night, it's the greeting on the face of the people we know. The smile is not about perfect circumstance, but the refreshment that comes with being home. That refreshing feeling of walking through the door and knowing that you're going to be cared for. It's the best feeling in the world, but it's also a choice. A choice when life is raining hard. Joy is an expression of hope and of triumph.
With the holidays approaching, we often think of how good it can feel to be home. Sure, family can be crazy, but Thanksgiving at the grandparents is about memory making. Comfort food. Familiarity. In my adult life, there is one more place I like to call home.
It's a place for the hurting. A refuge for overwhelming circumstances. A place for empty nesters, a place for tattooed men, a place for students, children, babies, mamas, singles. I love that one of our common family sayings is, "EVERYONE WELCOME!" We mean it. The proof is that 1 in 5 people attending have been baptized there this year. The place our family calls home is called Keystone Church. I am honored to be worship leader there. I am honored to witness the lives that have walked in breaking apart without hope grab on to tangible hope for the first time in a long time and sometimes a miracle.
I just love this season where we put our focus on gratitude and joy- the triumph of the Lord reigns in our fellowship with our friends and family and in the reminder that we are not alone.
If you feel alone, I'm an email or FB message away. Truly! Let me hear from you.
And I can't wait to see pictures of these signs hanging up next to Christmas trees or even hanging in a stairwell because joy doesn't end when the Christmas tree goes back in the attic. I love the way a group of three looks together.
Tonight, I'm going to finish a handful more and paint red letters or black letters on a white background. All 12 are specially priced with all proceeds going this weekend to A Place to Call Home- our church's campaign to purchase land and build a sanctuary since we have outgrown our capacity at our current lease at an old furniture store. We are at a point where we don't want to turn people away from attending service, but we just don't have any more room or parking spots. I will also be adding more of the JOY signs and other handpainted signs to the Howdy Honey Etsy shop in few weeks.
Keep up, Honey!