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Many of you already know, the original title of Memory Lake was Sacrifices of Joy.   To me, this does not mean we need to give up joy to be closer to God.  It means, the mere act of expressing joy when we least feel like it places us in God’s presence.  Whenever life’s difficulties leave me alone on a jagged rock in the middle of a crashing surf, with no way off, I think of Psalm 27.  I smile and close my eyes, and feel the sun on my face, whether it is there or not, and say,  “…Now shall mine head be lifted up above mine enemies round about me: therefore will I offer in his tabernacle sacrifices of joy; I will sing, yea I will sing praises unto the LORD.”  Instantly, I feel elevated off that rock to a high mountain, surrounded by a clear blue sky, hearing joyful laughter bouncing and echoing off white, marble walls and pillars.

Aim for the tabernacle...  (view of journey from South Rim to North Rim of Grand Canyon, USA)

Aim for the tabernacle… (view of journey from South Rim to North Rim of Grand Canyon, USA)

It is a lesson I need to learn over and over, and a practice I need to repeat quite often.  And, it is a prevalent theme in Memory Lake.  I would have liked Sacrifices of Joy to be its title, but as my publisher of the First Edition, Vantage Point Books, sagely advised, “Sacrifices are for witches and vampires, and Joy is for cooking and sex.”

“The understanding of Truth gives full faith in Truth, and spiritual understanding is better than all burnt offerings.”  Science & Health, 286-6, by Mary Baker Eddy