It’s been a rough week.

I’m still waiting for a needle biopsy after a suspicious mammogram.

Work has been…well, let’s just say dynamic.

My asthma is flaring.

It’s been torrentially raining all day, and it’s a weekend day.

Etc.

For the past few weeks, I’ve been doing a Bible study about joy.

Before my mammogram, the study was a challenge that I have read with interest and insight.

Now I’m trying not to read too much into it.

The author was a recent breast cancer survivor as she was writing the book.

I was putting up my Christmas mantle ornaments tonight, and the “joy” decoration fell down and broke in two.

Yes, my joy is broken.

I’m struggling.

It’s amazing how quickly everything could change.

I’m still praying that it won’t. That it’s nothing.

In the mean time, I’ll keep decorating my house for Christmas and listening to classic songs of the season.

As to joy…well, we shall see.