Timelessness

Some things are forever. The entertainment of a pile of leaves is timeless. Look backward; you can see all our ancestors as children, jumping in and getting leaves stuck hair to shoes. Look forward; at what point can you imagine this will not be fun?

On Sunday the boys piled up the leaves that have fallen so far and made up all sorts of games to play. When they laugh together as a band of brothers it is a shot of happiness straight to my soul. Sometimes I am convinced that they need each other even more than they need me. And I can live with that.:)

I've been thinking a lot about joy, happiness, and contentment this week. How they are not the same, but are interrelated. Justin talked about it on Sunday in class and it has stuck around. Buzzing in my head at frequent intervals. Of all the people I know, who would I say is joyful? If I were to pick a single word description of a person, would joy be the word for any? And what would be their word for me?

Joy is like sunshine. It's warmth goes deep. When I'm around a joyful person their joy sinks into me. I wonder what sinks into other people when they are with me.