I wouldn't say that "avec des cris de joie" fully describes my life just yet. With shouts of joy, because your bienveillance is better than life. Bienveillance is a good word. It's French, and it literally breaks down into "good watching over." We translate "love" or "lovingkindness" in English, but I like bienveillance best. God is watching over me, better than anyone ever could, and that loving protection is better than life itself. His bienveillance does cover my whole life, and because of it, I say with the psalmist, my lips will praise You.
But because my words are insufficient, I want my whole being to praise Him. Here I have a place to describe relationships and interactions, work, knitting, cooking, reflections on life. All of this can be praise for the Creator, and I hope it will. I hope, too, that I will be shouting for joy more and more, because His bienveillance est meilleure que la vie. In the end, all the things that go wrong in life don't matter. He is watching over, and I will seek a life of praise.
