Date night with my partner-in-life to see Cabaret at the Paramount Theater, Aurora, IL.
On being present to Joy, Sister Wendy Beckett says:
“It is inadequate, even misleading, to speak of ‘experiencing joy’, though it is impossible to find another phrase that can suggest what is meant. Joy is too great to be experienced. It is never our own, never within our power. It is rather that we are taken up into its vastness, and that what we experience is not joy itself but its residue: our reactions, our emotions, after the vision has left us . . . . We recognize it not for what it is, but for what it makes us recall.”
We choose to recognize joy by being present to those in our lives, those who gift us with their presence. And even when they are not near, we carry with us the imprint of their existence – when we recall them.
What residue of joy’s imprint do you recognize today?
