Do you ever pray for something and then wait expecting for the answer to hit you like a resounding trumpet from above? I asked for joy and realized early one morning that it had been with me for a long time.
Usually I’m up before my dogs, but Saturday mornings I attempt to pull the covers over my head and sleep. Brinkley and Gracie have other ideas. They play this game you might be familiar with, ”King of the Mountain”…well, I’m the mountain. The girls vi to jump to the top and topple the other off of my sleeping body. I become a human trampoline. I coax Gracie to snuggle with me under the covers (I’ll bet it’s 30 degrees in my room) and find that it’s just one of her ploys….alas, I discover a dirty, stinky, green tennis ball has been nuzzled under my arm pit. I toss the ball across the room, they leap from the bed, I pull the covers over my head. Have you ever heard of the game “gopher in the hole?”…. probably not, it’s the game my dogs play when I cover my head with the blankets. They win….every time…..Ya gota lovum!!!
To some this may be an irritant, but for me I’m reminded of how much I enjoyed my boys Aaron and Nathan being silly and playing on the bed. I’m reminded of how I enjoyed the mornings when they bothered me for a glass of water or the need for a good cuddle. Silly antics lighten my day. I prayed for joy, expecting something else and realizing that I’m surrounded by it every day of my life.
