You happy, Mama? You happy?
Papa? You happy?
All day. 5, 10, 15, 20 times a day Aaron asks us this question.
Are we happy.
Precious little boy. Precious little worried boy. Worried about our happiness. Happiness that is tied directly to his happiness. Always checking, always wondering. Hoping against hope that we answer that yes, we are happy. Then he can say with joy, 5, 10, 15, 20 times a day that Aaron is happy too.
The deep oceans of feelings and fears lying beneath his simple question.
Our happiness means comfort and safety. Our happiness means we will not leave or abandon. Our happiness means peace for another day. Our happiness means he gets to stay.
The deep cries of a little boy's heart. Though he has been with us for a year now, the terror of rejection is always stirring below the surface.
So he checks. 5, 10, 15, 20 times a day.
You happy? Mama, you happy? Papa?
Dear sweet little boy....
How we long for the day when you not only understand how deep is our love but you will also come to know and love the One whose love is beyond measure.
"For this reason I kneel before the Father, from whom every family in heaven and on earth derives its name. I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your heart through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the Lord’s holy people, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God."