Sunday night, jazz station

The other day on my drive home from work, I heard a story about how some people in Athens, Greece can't afford oil to heat their houses, so they're going into the forest to collect wood to burn. And some are burning old furniture and it's releasing noxious fumes into the air from the paint, finishing, etc. You only have to listen to the news for a few minutes to really feel thankful for everything you have. I’m still stuck on Paul’s letter to the Philipians. Joy is harder for me than gratitude. Even though I’m thankful for so many things, I also feel exhausted most of the time, and it’s hard to feel joyful when you don’t have energy. Unless I’m thinking about joy in the wrong way – people jumping in the air and smiling all the time. Do joyful people know they’re joyful? Ronit thinks I’m positive, so does Sabrina; my brother and Danielle think I’m good at making the best out of bad situations. Maybe I’m joyful and I don’t even know it!