One of my favorite things to do is sit in a park and reflect on life. I watch families play together, fish or picnic. I see sweathearts walk hand in hand or read on a blanket and it all makes me smile as I think about the love they may be experiencing… what joy they must feel. Many probably aren’t even recognizing the rare and precious happiness or comfort their hearts may be in. I watch for what seems like minutes but is more like hours. I imagine flying in the wind to grip a receiving Frisbee or basking in the sunlight with someone’s hand caressing my arm.

This is what I thank God for-the joy I find through daydreams and others. I pray for the family I hope one day to help make,  the wife God is forming me into, the husband who may stand beside me and the children I may one day love.