Two simple practices that can bring joy when life is hard.
The Bible gives some bold directives. Paul, writing to a group of people who were both impoverished and persecuted, makes one of them. He writes, “Rejoice in the Lord always; again, I will say, rejoice” (Phil. 4:1). Had I received that letter from Paul’s hand, I might have been tempted to ask, “Really? Why don’t you try to rejoice in these circumstances!” But elsewhere Paul reminds us that he had done so.
But he said to me, ‘My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.’ Therefore, I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. For the sake of Christ, then, I am content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and calamities. For when I am weak, then I am strong” (2 Cor. 12:9, 10).
The apostle Paul was a seasoned veteran when it came to persecution and suffering (2 Cor. 11:23-29). Yet, he always found a way to rejoice. Here are two simple ways to pursue joy during difficult times.
Review your past with gratitude, not with negativity.
Ann Voskamp is the bestselling author of A Thousand Gifts. Her book was developed out of a journal where she simply kept a daily record of things for which she was grateful. She began to see these past experiences as gifts. She encouraged others to do the same with a list of 1,000 gifts as the goal. Perhaps you’re thinking Ann’s life was untouched by hardship. Not so fast. Her publisher shares Ann’s past. He writes, “As a child, her sister was crushed under a truck in front of her and her mother. Consequently, her mother checked herself into a psychiatric hospital and her father couldn’t find God. As an adult, she stood beside her brother-in-law as he buried his first two sons. Voskamp is a wife and mother who does not grin through the pain but battles to believe that in God is joy. She believes that there are as many gifts amid the grittiness of life as in the moments of celebration.”
God told the Old Testament Israelites to set up memorials; places where they could remember what God had done on their behalf. The Lord knew their propensity for negativity. He saw in their heart their tendency towards a complaining spirit. He knows ours as well. As Christians, this is one of the benefits of routinely celebrating the Lord’s Table. Down through the centuries, Jesus’ words remind us of what was done on our behalf. He said, “this do in remembrance of me” (2 Cor. 11:25).” Whatever our circumstances, we come back to that bedrock moment for which we are to be grateful: Jesus Christ died in our place when we did not deserve it.
Refocus on others’ needs, not your troubles.
While reliving our past properly may help our attitude, it doesn’t disperse our present-day difficulties. To do so you’ll need to love others well. Such love would have us put others’ needs ahead of our wants. And it would make sacrifices accordingly. Love and joy intersect at the crossroad of others’ needs. When we are refocusing on others’ needs our own troubles often pale.
I had friend who was a brilliant man. Rarely did I ask him a question, particularly about history, for which he didn’t have an answer. Until his retirement, he had committed his life to raising up the next generation of teachers. He’d influenced hundreds of teachers and, through them, thousands of students. The year prior to his death he was bedridden. His condition was so complicated that he could not be cared for at home. Imagine: for 365 days he was continually uncomfortable and in need of constant care. Yet, for the dozens of times I visited him in the hospital, I was never greeted with anything but a smile. His questions centered on me, my work and my family. And it just wasn’t me. That’s how he was with all who visited him. My friend had found the key to joy: whenever possible, refocus on others’ needs, not your own troubles.
So, here are two simple practices that bring joy in hard times. Review you past with gratitude, not negativity, and refocus on others’ needs, not your troubles. Joy will follow.



In the English language we have only one word for love. That’s unfortunate. It means that this word is going to need to cover a lot of territory. A high-school girl will tell you she loves her boyfriend, her boyfriend will tell you he loves the Philadelphia Eagles, and both will tell you they love Pizza. When a word is overused like that, it loses its meaning. The Greeks had a better approach. They created multiple words to maintain the meaning. The word philadelphia describes brotherly love. The word philastorge describes a love between family members. And my favorite, agape describes a love that is willing to make sacrifices for another. The best definition I have ever heard of sacrificial love is found in 1 John 3:16-18.
On the night before Jesus died, he informed his disciples that he would shortly be leaving. He said,
We live in a world that is becoming increasingly divided, and at the same time more heated in those differences than ever before. As Christians, with so much in common, why do we spend so much energy debating our differences. Could it be that we are to model for the rest of the world the right way to treat each other when we differ?
Jesus saw people differently than we do. When the disciples saw children as a nuisance; Jesus saw them as citizens of heaven. When the religious leaders saw the tax-collectors as despicable; Jesus saw them as reachable. And when men saw prostitutes as disposable; Jesus saw them as redeemable—women in need of healing and forgiveness.
The attorney should have known better. This was not your standard deposition. Nevertheless, he posed the question: Teacher, what shall I do to inherit eternal life? The teacher countered with a question of his own: What is written in the law? How do you read it? The attorney knew the law, and he answered accordingly: You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength and with all your mind. There was no catch in his voice nor moment of conviction. Confident that he had fulfilled the first commandment, he went right to the second: and you shall love your neighbor as yourself. 
Often in the Gospels we read of Jesus working on the Sabbath. He healed, taught and discipled others with surprising regularity on the day that the religious leaders had set up with their no-work-regulations. When you read the pace of his ministry in the Gospels (Mark uses the word “immediately” 42 times), it’s easy to think Jesus never had a moment for recuperation. It got me thinking: did Jesus ever have down time?
I live in the farm country of New Jersey. Our portion of the state is the reason that the most densely populated state in the Union still bears the name the Garden State. My bike rides or evening runs take me past fruit orchards and vineyards. In the winter months the trees and vines appear lifeless; there’s no fruit to be found. In the spring, those same trees erupt with blossoms. Acres of flowers: white for the apples and pink for the peaches. But, still no fruit. To be a farmer in this area requires great patience. You do all your work and then you wait. You dare not rush the fruit; you have to give it time to grow.
Like many of you, I have more than one doctor. I visit my family doctor annually, but with the regular change of seasons in New Jersey, I visit my allergist regularly. I never feel rushed when I’m with either of them, and they have the same approach: they ask questions. Those questions give them the ability to determine the state of my physical health.
It’s one of the hardest things I do as a pastor. No matter how many times I do it, it doesn’t get any easier. When a family loses a loved one it’s painful, but when we leave the cemetery after a graveside service the pain is ratcheted up. On more than one occasion, walking back to my car, I’ve uttered under my breath, “Man, do I hate death.”