Joy in life is like oil in a lamp. When the oil gets low the wick is
consumed, emitting a black vapor, and sending forth only a lurid glow,
which does not give light.
A life without joy passes away unprofitably, shedding around it only gloom
and sorrow.
If every morning in a simple prayer,--in those fifteen minutes' meditation
(which only seem hard when we do not practise it),--we opened our hearts to
GOD, as we open our windows to the sun and air, GOD would fill it with
that calm, sweet joy which elevates the soul, prevents it feeling the
weight of troubles, and makes it overflow with benevolence.
But joy does not mean levity, witty sayings, or repartee ... it is
habitual serenity.
Through a clear atmosphere we can always see the sky; it seems so light
and full of elasticity.
A serene sky is always pure ... clouds may pass across it, but they do not
stain it.
So it is with the heart that early in the morning opens to receive GOD'S
Peace.