Something to be found? Something to choose? Something that you just have? I remember back when Jaime and Lindsey and I met for accountability, we struggled over the question, “Do I seek joy…?” (I can’t remember the whole question.) I probably always answered it “no” anyway. I think that I always answered “no” to every question.
I think that it is something that we have, that the enemy steals from us, so we have to take it back, or “seek” it again.