what to do?

I realized just this morning that I have more joy in my life than I possibly could have thought of as a young man. While life is not easy for anyone, and has not been a trip through the daisies for me, I have been blessed with a wonderful family, a lovely home and work that does not suck. So, I am left with the question...why do I want more? Why is this life not good enough? Is it possible that my longing for pure joy, pure beauty, pure ecstacy in all my endeavors is a yearning for the joy of heaven, or am I just a malcontent? As an American, it is almost assumed that nothing is ever enough. But, is that who I want to be? I am truly happy when holding my daughter hand, whenplaying with my son or when talking about just about anything with my wife (except fashion reality shows, which I almost never want to talk about). Why is that not my goal, that kind of happiness? Is that not better than riches, than prestige, than power? Could I not pursue happiness, righteousness and depth rather than goods and services? Could we not all pursue these?

As I have written this, I am reminded of the old agent, only seen in flashbacks in Jerry MaGuire. He has a line at the end of the film that I love and will butcher, but it goes something like this, "I wish you a good life, a good wife and my kind of happiness." I love that line. I want to be that guy, should I ever grow up.