Joy is everywhere. At least since exams ended. A picnic in Regents Park last saturday reminded me of what a recluse I'd become over the exam month, shutting myself off and relegating my time spent in nature to a faraway place. Joy is in the beauty of the company, both new and familiar, easy banter and the chance encounter of a neighbour I'd never met before. Intriguing indeed. And more joyous company today in the form of brunch and househunting with Nat and my amazing cell group at Goodge.

But the greatest joy still comes from the promise of my LORD, that I am HIS, never to be forsaken. Knowing that even in troubled times as I submit all I have to HIM, I find peace in HIS presence. Knowing that as I lean on HIM, HE'll take me through it all.

There is none like you,
no one else can touch my heart like you do,
I could search for all eternity long and find,
there is none like you.

None like you LORD, no joy like the joy that comes from your spirit within...

Evem if J upsets me and makes me cry, I've come to know that having him is my biggest blessing. For him to tirelessly love me so patiently even when I'm hard and tiring to love. I've demanded attention, even when he couldn't give it, expected him to change knowing he's the way he is. But I've come to realise that I can hope for change as he grows but if change doesn't come I accept him no matter what. I fell in love with him and therefore choose to accept every part of him as I'm growing, learning each day and finding joy in learning how to love.

I'm sorry for my imperfections dear and my past demanding nature, forgive me as I learn to love you, selflessly and in HIS love.

Sometimes just when it seems like the world is a selfish place, I'm reminded by the love and care of a stranger. Staggering to the station feeling dizzy, a lady I barely knows kindly asks if I'm alright and offers to help me up the steps. A small gesture but it left me feeling loved. Such is the power of a stranger's love.

And the love of friends. Jin, a friend, a brother I couldn't do without. Even if it were just tears, somehow there's understanding. I feel truly blessed. BJ, I've barely known you and yet you've been so willing to share your experience and offer an ear and help. Thanks so much.

And the one love of the Father who is unwavering and steadfast, a love I can always depend and rely on.

Such are the joys of life.