“Tears of joy are like the summer raindrops pierced by sunbeams.”
—Hosea Ballou, 19th Century American clergyman
When was the last time you experienced tears of joy?
Who was present and what occasion or event precipitated this precipitation?
For me, it all started with pizza night at our daughter’s home.
During dinner, my 5 year old grandson Weston introduced me to a new word he learned —informing me that his room was “a disaster.”
Since we usually head upstairs to play on my visits, I suggested he take 5-10 minutes to clean up and proudly show off his speedy efforts.
Our daughter Rachel and little Ella (21 months) joined in the fun to everyone’s delight.
Being an old softy, I couldn’t help tearing up and laughing at the sight of these little ones playing with me and their wonderful mom.
Who are the people who pierce the raindrops of your life with sunbeams?
Please feel free to reply to this post with one of your own joyful moments.