Never have I met another human being with as much joy as this baby boy.
I for real don't know how it's possible for one little guy to smile as much as my Harvest does. I swear his cheeks have to be sore all day long! And what's amazing to me is that the most random things will bring a genuine smile to his face.
He flashes his big blue eyes to catch a stranger's attention in the check-out line just to beam them a giant, ear-to-ear smile (and you know it gets them smiling back). He looks out the car window at trees passing by and lets out a giggle of pure excitement. The Orkin Man commercial comes on and he laughs. His dad walks in the door after work and he squeals and jumps. He watches me fold laundry and grins non-stop like it was the most amusing thing he's ever seen.
I mean, seriously, this boy LOVES to smile and laugh.
I love it so much about him, and I also feel like I have a page to take away from him. There doesn't have to be a tickle attack or flying ride to make Harvey happy. But it's simple things that he clearly appreciates and finds joy in. I would love to more often be able to do the same.
I've been asking myself lately where it is that my joy is coming from. I want to be filled with joy like Harv is, and I also want to remember the reasons why I'm able to have such joy. Here's what I mean... Taking a walk outside in a nice day or admiring fresh flowers on my kitchen table bring me all sorts of good feelings, but if I take it one step further I know that it's the beauty the Lord has gifted me with in His creation, the reminder of freedom that comes with the feeling of a warm breeze over my face, and the love that I feel from my God when I count my many blessings that are my real reasons for joy. It's taking that further look inward and upward that's going to solidify my joy and make it more a part of me than a fleeting feeling. Because my God is far from fleeting and in Him I have ALL the joy forever and ever. Amen!
So in times when I'm tempted to look at the dull things or focus on the bland parts of my life, I want to remember what kind of real, pure and constant joy my heart is capable of. Sure, the bland things are there, but they are also accompanied by a powerful love from an amazing, glorious and good Father who heaps blessing upon blessing on His children. And when I'm experiencing a heart that's light and happy, I want to remember and be thankful to the Lord for His good gifts and relay my rejoicing back to Him, because it is from Him and for Him that my heart finds joy.
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