A Brush With Caution

However, the peaceful scene took an unexpected turn when I noticed one of the women halting her companion with a gentle yet urgent embrace. Suspended in a moment of curiosity, I followed their gaze to the source of their caution. Emerging from the sewer, a sleek black snake, easily six feet in length, slithered across the road before vanishing into the darkness on the opposite side.

Anticipation In the Air

Intent on awaiting my granddaughter's arrival from atop the concrete slab near the driveway, my plans swiftly shifted. Opting for caution, I repositioned myself to the far right, anticipation tingling as the school bus approached. The prospect of reuniting with my beloved 6-year-old granddaughter after two weeks filled me with bubbling excitement.

Reunion With Radiance

As the bus rumbled to a stop, the mechanical arm extended protectively while the doors yawned open. A pair of tiny feet touched the pavement, and at the bus driver's prompting, my granddaughter darted across the street with practiced ease. With each bounding step, her joyous spirit radiated, culminating in a sprint across the lawn toward me, her G-mommy.

The Embrace of Pure Joy

Eager arms awaited her, ready to envelop her in a warm, loving embrace. But before I could bend down, she launched into my waiting embrace, wrapping me in a cocoon of affection. Amidst her infectious giggles, she whispered those three cherished words, "I love you, G-mommy," filling my heart with warmth.

In that precious moment, a wave of pure joy washed over me, echoing the sentiments of the morning's devotional. Contemplating the depth of this bliss, I couldn't help but draw parallels to Jesus's boundless love, imagining the joy he must feel when we seek solace in his embrace.

Reflecting on my joy, I'm compelled to ask you, dear reader, when was the last time you experienced pure joy?