Happy. Brings to mind the children's song "if you're happy and you know it clap your hands." You can't help but be happy when you are singing that song, especially when you are surrounded by a gaggle of excited children. This is just one of the things I am so blessed with in my life. I have three beautiful, excitable girls who give me great joy. The inner happiness that is there, even when circumstances aren't so wonderful.
Makes me wonder how happy Jesus is when we return to him, after tying to be "on our own." The thing is, we are never punished for being away, for straying from the flock. Being separated from Him is punishment enough. He is overjoyed to see us return. Happy doesn't even begin to describe it.
Remember the story of the prodigal son? Even after he took his inheritance and squandered it, he returned home to a father, happy beyond measure to see his son again.
I imagine that is how it will be when I am reunited with my mom someday. She accepted God as her savior and lived every day of her life trying to follow Him. Someday, I will meet her up there. Makes me wonder if she can see me now. Is she proud of me? Does she still have the same smile and laughter when the kids act up? It makes this momma happy, imagining that my own mom is watching over us.
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