“Wait, wait, GG,” my five-year-old grandson called as we were pulling out of his driveway after an afternoon visit. “Wait, wait” I echoed to my husband. When I opened my car door, that precious child leaned in, kissed my forearm and said, “I love you, GG, don’t forget it.”
Time stood still.
In a moment that will NEVER be forgotten, I experienced the purest love that could possibly be felt on earth. A reflection of God’s love. Joy, absolute, joy flooded my soul.
If I had not waited…if I had only waved from the window…if I had not asked my husband to wait that moment would never have happened. In the frenzy of our modern world, joy, true joy, is often missed.
The emptiness we so often feel is the absence of joy.
In the chasing after happiness, we miss the joy. Rushing to the next item on our list, we miss the joy of the moment. It is not in the searching that we find joy, but in the
Dietrich Bonhoeffer, a German theologian who stood against Hitler in the early 1900s, offered these magnificent words about joy from his prison cell,
“Ascension joy—inwardly we must become very quiet to hear the soft sound of this phrase at all. Joy lives in its quietness and incomprehensibility. This joy is in fact incomprehensible, for the comprehensible never makes for joy.”
I pray that in the midst of the chaos in our country, that there will be moments we wait, listen and experience the joy of the Lord this Christmas.
From my heart to yours,