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...