On Being Happy

Happiness has always been a problem to me. Peace and joy are deep constructs of my soul because of being saved by Jesus Christ’s grace in sacrifice form. Happiness seems shallower, dependent on external forces, other people’s expression of will. Am I to be happy when faced with angry outbursts, divisive evildoers, assaults and threats to our country from a madman dictator possessed by a demon (principality to be specific) in North Korea, bullies, weather dangers, politicians not working with our good President, abortions, people ignoring God and doing their own thing despite possible ramifications, addictions all around, porn every-freaking-where, so many outrages? Should anyone in their right mind be happy about these things? I would be foolish to be happy with that. However, I have peace and joy in spite of these things because that is much much deeper and not contingent upon external circumstances. It is deeply internal, a gift from God. That is the key. Without God, and if everything else in life is perfect miraculously, I guess happiness is the best you can hope for. With God, even if God is all you have in the universe, you still have peace and joy and love and the beautiful fruits of the Spirit. Happiness is an extra. Contentment is a higher goal but still is not as deep as peace and joy. It is simply being ok with what you have and not wanting more. But if what you have is removed, so is contentment unless you take it to its deeper root of peace from God. So take here it is. God is where to go for the deep goal of peace and nd joy. Then contentment is bo us and happiness is shallow icing on the cake, take it or leave it and still good.❤

Contentment

Contentment looks like:

It is subtly calm and eagerly relaxed. It is my new face, my relaxed expression. God is the reason, the only one. God gives peace, calm in a storm or in calm and everywhere between. Content only happens when God intervenes and provides it, removing the baggage’s  burden, forgiving pasts. God glows with glory of His great goodness. We glow by extension only. God is everything. Praise God!!!❤❤❤

Oh the Delight of Dusk

My favorite time of the day is dusk in summer. I love the beauty of it, the rich colors of the sunset, the luxurious tranquility, the nature coming alive again, the serenity of swinging on the porch swing and be accepted with it all, one of God’s fellow creations. I have had some very hard days lately (don’t usually try to focus on that) and have cried more than my fair share of loved ones gone. I miss them very much. 💔 But drying my tears, I swing at dusk and here are the remnants of color, birds twittering, the blessings g of a hummingbird, a tree frog emerges from behing the wall sun decoration to eat, flowers are blooming, herbs are growing, talking to God I am calm again. I am thankful and blessed. My tears are dry. I am content that God is with me even if no one else is, which happens. God is all I need and the world He made is incredible! There are so many nuggets of perfection of beauty to feast on. The quilt is coming along. My daughter is in bed. My son is visiting his Grandparents for 2 weeks. Friends gave me a fresh bottle of red wine which go n perfectly with the chocolate cookies I just made. Life is pretty amazing just as it is. All is well. The rest will wait for heaven. Until then, I love you. Get outside. ❤

Sick Days

Our handyman has been ill yesterday and today, so I have had a lot of time to work on my quilt. And I do not like the fact that he is sick because illness is awful, but I am basking in two days off in the air conditioning and doing my quilt art. I have never done such an elaborate quilt (this being my fourth ever and the other 3 were simpler for kids), and I love the artistry involved. I did not appreciate them properly before, they require a lot of time and planning and expertise of artistic implementation. What a joy to participate in this timeless artistic craft and how blessed I am to be having the story of Jesus (for I cannot tell my story without telling His) as well as our own story on it. It is a blessing to be working with my hands on such a project. Each square picture I finish brings such delight! I am content. God has blessed me so much! Thank you, Lord! ❤

Never Picture Perfect

Rich Mullins, my favorite singer/songwriter, wrote and sang a song called “Never Picture Perfect” about his family growing up on a farm. I viously I could relate to that. The crux of it was that it never is picture perfect, always hard work, good love and real life and it is beautiful and works. Life is messy. There are no perfect families or people or businesses or anything. But there is great beauty in a whole lot of things and life is beautiful despite its perfection limitations. When you let go of the perfect goal and find contentment in the good and beneficial and workable things or people or whatever, you reach an exquisite level of maturity that defies logic and shoots the legs out of modern theories of happiness. Happiness is a choice. I can focus on the flaws and missing and be debilitated and hardened by it or be just plain annoying or toxic about it or make the very best of the matter, flaws and all, knowing the building of character and resourcefulness covers a multitude of flaws quite well. And that, my friends, is luxurious. ❤