All that is within me cries

Isn't it great to know that at the end of a long and crappy day Jesus' victory on the cross is our joy?
It is for me.
I have too much spanish, so much work, I stink, I'm gross, I'm tired my toes hurt, and my back is sore and I'm slowly going broke suffering over the rising cost of gas. But Christ's death on the cross is my joy, and that's all the comfort I need to smile right now.
Please be blessed.
Good night.