Journey For Joy

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I woke up one morning and noticed that I didn't have a smile... 
I stood up that morning and I didn't feel proud..
I walked that morning with no pep in my step.. I washed that morning but the funk from my attitude was still upon my breath.
I moved around that morning and still had a frown. 

Before I knew it I had sat down and felt down, fell down, stayed down. 

I wanted to be moved I really wanted to jump around but that funk in me just kept pulling me down. 

Keeping me down. I started to take small volumes of oxygen in;
maybe fresh air will relieve me of this rude intoxication. So I took my small breaths and felt life in my chest.
I realized it wasn't me moving my lungs nor my tongue; I wasn't being grateful for the things already done -- my soul felt a little tickle, my forehead dropped the wrinkles and my eyes started to tinkle. 

I thought about my morning how God was tugging for my affection and how I was neglecting my already blessing. My journey for Joy was present even while I was stressing. He kissed my Joy while I resting!

**Some people had already passed while I was dressing.