Joy is certain proof of a God in heaven, undeniable proof that an imaginative, playful, loving God fashioned people and a planet.
And I don’t want to miss it. I want to live a life catching joy, even if I don’t catch a single fish. I want to take more nature walks, eat another s’more, and make my girls laugh at dumb knock-knock jokes. I don’t want to breathe my last, and look back upon my life to realize that it was a string of conference calls, to-do lists, and blog posts. I will ban from my small world those moments of quiet fretting, hand-wringing worry, unhealthy comparisons with others and too-careful planning for my life. I want to climb another tree, bait another hook and eat cherry tomatoes straight from the garden.
I will catch joy, and I want to be the one who doesn’t forget to go back and thank the One who gave it.
Linking with Deidra and Sandra this weekend…