Our friendship with this couple made me re-consider my whole concept of joy. Joy wasn’t acting happy even when things were difficult. Joy wasn’t the product of forced effort in spite of authentic feelings. There was something else to it.
Recently, I’ve started to think of my discipleship in terms of two catch-all categories: formation and resistance.
A lack of perceived “success” in my ministry had hardened my heart. Thankfully, a big milestone in my home softened my heart this week.