Today’s #grayskychallenge is simple. It’s about joy; not just finding joy, but recognizing it. As I write this, kids are playing on this beautiful Saturday morning. Laughing and calling out to their friends. When an adult laughs, it affirms the joy I feel from across the street.
Why does the play of children bring joy? Is it their innocence or the childhood we remember? For me, it recalls the childhood of my sons most and of days gone by, days that cannot be replayed except in my memory. The joy, in that case, comes with tears, but only briefly. The tears are for a long-forgotten past that is never really forgotten.
The children continue playing, the sun continues warming, the birds still sing. And in my little home, my love replays his latest composition.
In the Midst of Her Grace, by D. Starkey
I am in my own joy.
Look for joy all around you, my friends.
The Dragonfly’s Student