The JOY Collection- Chapter Four

Identical Twins

My memories are back and I remember it all!
I especially remember my best friend, named Joy, I recall.
Yes! That’s her. We were considered identical twins with the same name and heart.
We did everything together and you couldn’t even tell us apart.
We loved laughing and dancing…oh, and playing games were our favorite.
We spent hours playing hide and seek. She was so natural at it…a perfect fit.
She found the best hiding spots; and though I would become discouraged and spiteful,
I kept looking for her in the details and soon I would see her and it was so delightful!
No matter what was going on in life, she always wanted me to play.
She knew that JOY was in everything if only you pay attention and look her way.

One day, while looking for her in the mess of life, I found another girl standing by a tree.
When she saw me, she jumped, waved, and screamed at me.
I went over to quickly say hello and resume my game.
She said her name was Happiness. Her and Joy almost looked the same.
She took me by hand. We played and ran, and she gave me the biggest hug.
I wanted to find my twin, but Happiness was so much fun.
She wasn’t hiding. She was here with me as we basked in the Sun.
Life was good. Life was right. Everyone was merry and gay.
But just as the Sun rose, it soon started to descend and go away.
Happiness was there one minute; and as soon as night descended,
She disappeared like a ghost in the night. At first, I didn’t comprehend it.
She left me just like that. I had not found Joy and Happiness was gone.
I was left…just me and my thoughts. I felt abandoned as I cried alone.

The next day, Happiness was back in the same spot,
Waving and motioning for me to come as if nothing had happened, believe it or not.

I asked, “What happens at night? Why do you disappear?”
She said, “Oh, I only live in the Sun. Nighttime, I stay clear.
Bad times, I don’t like and I can’t live in the place that I fear.”

Now, I could see that Her and Joy were definitely not the same
And I ran away from Happiness and called out Joy’s name.
I looked for her in all her usual spots.
I came up empty and thought all is finally lost.
I sat down and cried. I missed my twin. I missed our games.
Happiness came and hugged me, but it was not the same.
I knew her time with me was limited and she would be no more;
I would be left alone again; however, Happiness is what I settled for.

Years passed, I learned Happiness routine and thought this was how life was to be.
Only in my dreams, would I see Joy and wondered how to get her back to me.
I knew she missed me just as much as I did;
But where, oh, where was she? Would she stay forever hid?
Did she think I did not love her and that was an unforgivable sin?!
Oh, how I wish she knew the tremendous love and desire I have for her within!
That life has not been the same without her and I often thought of death!
Without Joy, my life had no true meaning, as I wanted to take the life from myself.

Yes…I remember my precious twin named Joy.
And, now, I’m here looking for her again to complete my story.
So I start looking for the breadcrumbs,

“Weeping may endure for the night, but JOY comes in the morning!”

Ahhh…the morning…I remember now!
We loved to watch the Sunrise as we saw God’s pure glory!
Yes, that’s it…I know what I have to do and Joy will back apart of my journey.

I fly to our favorite spot in the grass while the sky is still filled with darkness.
I wait patiently knowing I will finally see Joy and no longer have to feel hopeless.
The shade of the sky begins to transition from dark to light.
I close my eyes as I feel the Sun fall on my face. Then, I feel that familiar delight.
I smile as my heart starts to flutter. I picture my beautiful twin before my eyes.
I know she is near…I feel her in my spirit first. Then I hear a familiar “Hi!”
I open my eyes with great expectation. Pure Joy is finally mines as I release a thankful sigh.
The Sun beam shines on us as we dance and sing praises to the Most High!

His LIGHT meets my JOY, triggering the end of his mission to restore that which was lost. As we hug, our bodies begin to merge into one being with the same heart…the same spirit. We are finally one. She is no longer one that I have to find. I have found her and I carry her wherever I go. A bright beam of light projects from me into the sky and I know the place it is illuminating. Nevertheless, I have to continue my search for the last piece of my journey.