Joy Indescribeable

Yesterday I was given a gift. I was flipping backwards through Psalms on my way to Psalm 19, a chapter I love, when something grabbed me. It wasn't a word I noticed, and it wasn't that I'd underlined something there before, I just stopped flipping and started to read. It had to have been the Holy Spirit.

"Sing joyfully to the Lord, you righteous; it is fitting for the upright to praise him. Praise the Lord with the hapr; make music to him on the ten-stringed lyre. Sing to him a new song; play skillfully, and shout for joy. For the word of the Lord is right and true; he is faithful in all he does. The lord loves righteousness and justice; the earth is full of his unfailing love."

I read it mentally in breathless tones. Joy lit up my mind! Go back and re-read that, but this time picture somebody reading it with so much energy that they're bouncing on their toes, grinning ear to ear, raising their eyebrows and waving their arms, because of a joy that cannot be contained!

Does that not make you want to dance?

*Murmurs* "If I but knew the steps..."

I love watching Scotch dancers.

This is a 10 stringed lyre. I wonder if only 10 notes can be played or if somehow you can play more...?

This is a tempting picture. I love to play! O! to know that playing is glorious to God! What better news?