Joy Of A Child…May It Never Get Lost

The moment I remember from last weekend’s National Football League games. Yes, the Bronco victory takes headlines.

But.

What I remember most was after a Carolina Panther touchdown the player ran to the stands and handed the football to a little girl…the moment was indelible…and may it ever be. Her unharnessed joy, the elation with the gift. What a surprise! So very precious. Her joy has not left my eyes…and hopefully no less, my heart.

Carolina game ball to child January 17, 2016

The joy of a child. The moments with grandchildren…when they point to the top shelf in a toy store and pick out a stuffed animal…a jaguar…that is taller than she. When the 3-pound catfish is caught and the beaming of a joyful grandson…ah, might it never be absent. The joy.

When tossing and catching a football…or playing croquet in the backyard. All the previous moments…when joy is more than evident…is the voice of their heart.

When grandchildren know their personal Christmas Gift is to feed children plagued by hunger…for a year. It is a gift for them…and they realize through them to help others. Joy is their response.

Then to receive this utube from Dawn Koenig—Dawn…not misnamed—a utube that has been blogged before. Dawn and John Koenig are one of my wedding-officiant couples.

And yet.

What I see and value…the two Japanese children [not youth yet] who sing about becoming more than we can be, walking on the seas of danger and threat and bullying. In short, being alive and never letting go and at the deepest pulse of being, joy manifest.

So I share…and ask for each of us….even though in life I’m in sales and not management…that joy may not ever be stranger…and our gratitude for same never absent.

As you hear the music…and the words…think of joyful moments in this journey we call human…and in memory and vision, may we never lose the spirit of “yes” to life and to this new day.

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About Mark H Miller

Diane and I live in Leander, Texas. This past June 17, 2015 I celebrated the 49th anniversary of my ordination. We returned to Texas after three years in Washington, during which I served as interim minister in Bellevue/Eastgate and Mercer Island. Am planning to begin a 5th novel that will have my protagonist, Tricia Gleason, serve a year in licensed ministry in Snoqualmie, Washington. The novel, "The Lemon Drop Didn't Melt," will find Tricia wrestling with ministry challenges. None of which more daunting than someone wanting her breathing to stop. All the published novels are available on Amazon and Amazon Kindle under Mark Henry Miller. A primary goal in our return to Texas is to make sure grandchildren get lots of attention--here and in Chicago and Washington, D.C. Traveling is definitely an activity that will not slow down. With that, of course, fishing will happen. To that the t-shirt is apt, "I fish; therefore I am." In addition to novels, the book of Blogs, "Voice Of My Heart," is also available on Amazon.
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