Have you ever noticed those verses in the Bible that talk about God’s judgment on the wicked coming in the form of birds picking out their eyes? (One of them is in Proverbs 30.) I know that’s really a disgusting image, but it’s describing something completely realistic: when the ravening birds would start to eat a dead body, the first place they would go was the eye. If the eye didn’t respond at all, they knew that creature was completely dead.

Not a very likely opening to a post about joy, I know.

But the point I’m making is about response. The Bible links life to responsiveness and death to unresponsiveness.  There are many, many places where this understanding of death and life bring into full focus what God is saying. For example, in Romans 6: “Consider yourselves to be dead [unresponsive] to sin, but alive [responsive] to God in Christ Jesus.” (I used to follow the standard line of portraying spiritual death as separation, but that has changed. Maybe I’ll devote a post to that someday.)

Joy is all about response. And for it to happen, you’ve got to be truly alive, so you can see, so you can hear. For it to happen on a spiritual level, you’ve got to be Comatose No More.

“I have come that they may have life, and that they may have it more abundantly.” Jesus said that.

How can I avoid experiencing an emotional roller coaster (not counting the menopausal one, which can affect some of us just a teensy), but instead have my emotions under the control of the Holy Spirit, as a dear friend urged me to do?

It’s by knowing Jesus, both through His Word, and through His work in my life. This is the spiritual life, the heightened spiritual awareness, the working of the spiritual senses. In the realm of the spirit, I will be alive, vitally alive, responding through what I see, hear, smell, and taste with the eyes of the spirit.

If you have ears to hear, then hear!

Open my eyes, that I may behold wondrous things out of Thy Word.

O taste and see that the Lord is good.

In the realm of the spirit, when I’m spiritually alive—responsive to the things of God—I experience something wonderful: the love of God, the peace of God. Then, the natural response is the joy of God.

This joy can sometimes be breathtaking. John wrote his epistles so that “your joy may be full.”

Jesus promised, “These things I have spoken to you, that in me you may have full joy.”

He promised. Do I listen to His promise? Do I have ears to hear? Do I have eyes to see? Do I believe Him? Do I even think it’s possible?

This joy is more than possible, it’s natural, in the life that has received the new nature of Jesus Christ through the power of the Holy Spirit. It’s part of our Great Salvation. A.W. Tozer, Andrew Murray, Blaise Pascal, and Martyn Lloyd-Jones would back me up on that. Along with many, many others. It’s why the epistles are full to overflowing with joy.

I have to understand that, when it comes to joy in God, I can’t do the bootstrap thing. I can only humble myself before God, believe Him in faith, and seek to know Him through communion with Him and through His Word.

My physical eyes will receive the truth I see on those pages. My physical ears will hear His Name proclaimed. Then, as I believe what I see and hear, my spiritual eyes, my spiritual ears, will receive that truth and be enlightened, be opened.

When I know Him, when I see Him through the eyes of the spirit, the joy will come. When I keep my eyes on Him in faith, the joy will remain. That’s because nothing is more beautiful, grand, glorious, and good than my Savior Jesus Christ.

Conclusion #2 (restated for application to the spiritual life): Joy is a natural outspringing of exhilarating, energizing emotion, arising as a response to a sensory experience [this time a sensory experience in the realm of the spirit] that overwhelms the spirit with its beauty, grandeur, glory, goodness.

Some may be concerned that I’m advocating an emotion-based, experience-based Christianity. So I’ll seek to address that in the next post.

Last week I gave the first part of a definition of joy, asserting the controversial opinion that we have to admit that it’s a feeling, an emotion.

This week I want to say something that might also be considered controversial: Joy arises as a response to something outside of us. A sensory response. I’m talking about the five senses here: sight, hearing, taste, touch, smell. As in . . .

You hear wonderful news.

You taste a delectable treat.

You see, smell, feel a perfect spring day in the meadow.

Now I’ll see if I can defend that position.

One problem is that I think that some Christians, though they have an inner sense (oops, there’s that word again) that joy really does arise as a response to something, they don’t want to admit it, because they think they’re supposed to have joy in spite of circumstances rather than because of circumstances. Which means, if you take it to its logical conclusion, they think that joy arises out of nowhere.

I hope you’re staying with me on this one, because it’s really important.

Think about some times in your life that you’ve experienced what you think of as joy, an energizing exuberance that filled you up for more than a few ephemeral moments.  Wasn’t it because of something that happened? That actually occurred on the timeline of your life?

Wasn’t it because of something you heard or saw (including words) or something you felt or tasted or smelled?

When you feel a deep sense of joy or happiness (the Bible doesn’t distinguish the two), it affects you physically. That burst of life, vigor, energy that you feel—it naturally comes out of you in a physical way: You express your great pleasure by speaking, singing, moving—by catching your breath or feeling your heart beat harder.  In the case of the meadow, you might stretch out your arms and run while you sing, or at least turn in circles the way Maria did on the mountaintop.

True joy—and maybe you’ve never felt it, so it may be hard to imagine—will overwhelm your spirit, your true self, your inner, non-physical self, engulfing it like an ocean wave, to the point that you have to stop other activities and react to this experience.

Now, I said that it arises as a response to something taken in by the senses. This is assuming that you are actually alive, because a dead person doesn’t have any senses to respond with. That’s important, but you might not have thought about it before because it seemed . . . well, obvious.

But it’s important to think about because life happens on two levels. Always. There’s the physical level and the spiritual level. And lo and behold, we have a whole range of senses on the spiritual level that can respond to things that happen in the spiritual realm just as our physical senses respond to things on the physical level. In fact, even more. Way more.

If you’re dead on the spiritual level—or even comatose—it doesn’t happen.

But enough of that for now. I’m past my word limit.

Conclusion #2: Joy is a natural outspringing of exhilarating, energizing emotion arising as a response to a sensory experience that overwhelms the spirit with its beauty, grandeur, glory, goodness.

More to come.

So how do Christians define joy? I find lots of discussions about it, lots of things it isn’t, lots of things it’s supposed to accomplish, but I haven’t yet found anyone who pinpointed what it IS. A definition to sink your teeth into.

So I’m on a mission to build one. This is the first part. Phase One.

One day before beginning a meeting, a lady gave us all a Thought to Ponder. “Joy is a discipline.”

Hmmmm, whirred my ancient rusty crankshaft of a brain. That doesn’t sound quite right. That bothers me.

But I couldn’t put my finger on why. For days and weeks and months this thought rolled around in my head, popping back up at odd moments.

A discipline. . . . Isn’t that something I know I ought to do, so I do it anyway even though I don’t want to?

Like putting my feet on a cold floor in the morning when I’d rather stay snuggled under the covers. Like getting on the treadmill when I’d rather get on Facebook.

It’s the “ought.” The “should.” Something I order myself to do when inwardly I want to groan.

Of course I want to be a good Christian. And I’m commanded to rejoice. So I’ll grit my teeth and clench my fists. “I will be joyful! I will be joyful!”

But for some reason that doesn’t work.

Isn’t it because . . .well . . . isn’t joy a . . . dare I say it . . . a feeling?

There’s a big difference between a discipline and a feeling. A discipline is forced upon me, by myself or someone else, in order to accomplish some greater goal. Like, “I will be joyful, because God commands me to, and I want to be an obedient Christian.”

Or “I will be joyful because I really want everyone else to know that I’ve got this Christian life thing under control.”

But a feeling. Well, that’s obviously different.

If a teenage bully were to attack your little child, would you begin with something along the lines of, “I will be indignant, even angry, because that’s the correct reaction in a time like this. I think God would be pleased with that. And I want people to see that I react correctly.”

What about if in the middle of the night you awake to smell smoke and see a glow around the edges of your bedroom door. Does your heart start racing because you’ve ordered it to do that? That feeling of apprehension, even fear, was that because you had practiced it? When your feet hit the floor, was that because of many days of discipline?

Right after a very trying experience, persecution and rejection, and having to shake the dust off their feet, the disciples, according to Acts 13:52, “were filled with joy, and with the Holy Spirit.” Was this joy born of discipline? Did they decide together, “Remember, we’re supposed to rejoice in our persecution.” “Oh, that’s right. Come on, everybody, let’s be joyful.” Or did they have an experience and an empowerment that had changed their lives from the inside?

I knew I couldn’t force up joy, like trying to pump water from the bottom of a stagnant pool.  I had tried that for a long time, and my lack of success had been remarkable.

All I was doing was faking it. All I was doing was pasting a smile on a face that hid a heart that felt lifeless. And the only people I fooled were the people who were pasting their own smiles on.

I knew I was supposed to do it, even though there was no life behind it. Maybe applying principles would help. Maybe adding more good disciplines, like longer daily prayer and Bible reading, to my list of things to do to become a better Christian, maybe they would help.

Somehow the burden just seemed heavier.

But my friend’s outright statement made me stop in utter confusion. It actually made me step back and analyze all my assumptions about the “requirement” of joy.

Joy as discipline. That isn’t right.  Shouldn’t joy happen . . . well . . . naturally? I mean, occurring without effort, according to God’s stated course of His creation? Full to overflowing, like Jesus says in John 15?

And, unlike other emotions—emotions like fear or anger, which can temporarily energize me—joy . . . at least it seemed like it ought to be true . . . joy seemed like it should give me that “alive” feeling of exhilaration. Life more abundant. Like a . . . like a spring. Like a fountain. John 7. Isn’t that what Jesus said?

Conclusion #1: Joy is a natural outspringing of exhilarating, energizing emotion.

More to come.