Fullness of Joy
Ethan used to think joy felt like the last day of school.
Like the moment the bell rang and everyone cheered.
Like unwrapping the newest game he had been begging for.
Like hearing his name announced as the winner.
Those moments felt big and bright. But they never lasted.
By the end of summer, he was bored.
A week after getting a new game, he wanted another.
After winning a prize at school, someone else won the next time.
The bright feeling always faded.
One Sunday afternoon, Ethan sat in church listening to Psalm 16:11. The pastor read it slowly:
“Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore.”
Ethan stared down at the words printed in the bulletin. *Fullness of joy.* Not just a flash of happiness. Not just
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