I can only recall three instances where I felt absolute contentment, or at least what I perceive to be that.

When I felt like floating away like a balloon after church, blessed by the Word.

Whenever I look him in the eye and witness the love he has for me.

When I was at church camp watching the kids play together in their own friend groups and realizing that one day they will become the young adults who will take our place around the campfire, staying up late and watching the stars.