So I've always thought that I was pretty funny. I mean, not in a stand up comedic, I crack myself up kind of way--but I know that a lot of my friends find me amusing. And honestly, a lot of the time, I find myself amusing--and life, and God--it all makes me smile.
And then there are days that I just.. I don't feel funny. Or amusing, or lighthearted, or delighted, or any of those happy things. And then I think, what do I possibly have to give the world on a day like that? I've described this feeling before to friends as losing (or at least misplacing) my joy.
But I really think this is a matter of not refueling. The only way that I can share joy and love with others, is if I tap into the Source of joy and love--and have Him fill me up to overflowing. Otherwise, it's just scraping the bottom of the well.. a very dry, unfunny, lonely well.
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