The Source

I work at a preschool. Throughout the day I see many emotions stemming from many circumstances. Today the main emotion I witnessed was shown through sobs. This sweet 1 1/2 year old had tears streaming for the majority of his day. The tears came from sadness and fear of being separated from his mother. He would race for the door and pull on the handle crying, "Momma!!! Momma!!!" It seemed his only focus was the door in which his mother should return.

Though I only met him today, I had many sweet moments with this child.  He would laugh at me when I attempted to entertain him with toys, he would calm down and enjoy himself if I was around. Make no mistake, these moments were readily broken up by fits of crying and a cessation in the giggles. I was unable to give him a real sense of calmness and security; I was merely a distraction.  It wasn't until 11:48am when his mother walked in the door that we truly saw his face light up and see joy enter his day.  She was the comforter, the source of excitement and hope. When he saw her face, he knew he was loved; and that brought joy.

Is this not the same for us? We are filled with despair, no sense of hope.  We may have fleeting moments of happiness or excitement, but they are simply a distraction.  Our true state is still in search and in yearning for the source of love, hope and security. Only when we see our Father and seek HIS face, do our lives fill with joy.

Thank you, little William, for the reminder to seek my Father's face to find my joy. And I pray that your joy would be found there in the years to come.

-Y