Joy, Peace and Love as we know are not ours, but His. The fruit of the Spirit
is "
But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, 23 Meekness, temperance.."
Once we understand that they are not ours, ..not our emotions...but His..Then and then only can we rest in
faith...we embrace them in faith.
It took me almost three weeks to believe God loved me...why? Not because the bible didn't already tell me that ...but because I did not FEEL it!!
I told the Lord (I had been on this journey with Him for already 20 yrs)..and I told Him I did not believe that we had to wait until the end, to fully
feel His love. Moses said to God
" If your presence goes not with us, take us not up hence." He wasn't willing to travel on into the wilderness without the felt presence of God.
So for a few weeks , every morning I would lay in bed and say quietly.
"I cannot feel Your love, but I am believing Your love by faith."
Then one morning as I lay there and said it, I felt a rush of God's love and felt His wonderful presence upon me.
Does it happen every day? NO....but I am always quietly conscious of His presence. Mostly I just believe it. We walk by faith not by feelings...
When joy is absent...it is usually because we have forgotten to praise.
Ps 16.11 " Thou wilt shew me the path of life:
in thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore."
I believe Love, joy, and peace are much more that attitude/ atmosphere of our hearts than any emotion. They are faith.
Not sure any of this will help. Just don't look outside yourself for answers, He is within. Peace, joy, happiness is not "out there" and must come to you. You have them within, unknowingly. Because He is.
As for question..."when do we know we are dead?" My answer is..when we are at the end. It is not something that we ever say " Oh good finally achieved it."
we are stuck with the two natures...but I know one is dead, it stays dead until we give it a crumb of life again. When the Devil in finally in the pit, we will be free. The old man, like our flesh body is something that clings to the real
'us' until the end.
Just my two cents.