A happy home

A joyful household and family . . . sounds great! I’m sure looking for more of that. But I’m having to learn where to look. Experience has shown me that joy doesn’t come from the home and what’s in it—and I can’t look to my kids as a source of joy. In fact, as much as I’d like to, it seems that I don’t even provide joy for them. I’m finding that my path to joy, and consequently the path to witnessing joy in my home, deals profoundly with the nature of God. 

This has been a fundamental shift in perspective for me, and I’ve probably been reluctant to come to it. The general consensus is that at their best, personal relationships—maybe especially those between husbands and wives, and parents and children—can bring joy to an individual. And while these relationships are a tangible means of expressing joy, they ultimately disappoint me if I depend on the people themselves for my happiness. I hope my children are learning this along with me. I suspect I’ve disappointed them at times, but the experiences we’ve had together are pushing us to look more and more to God.

No ifs, ands...or Buds?
January 16, 2012

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