I’m guilty of moving through a period of spirituality early on that had me throwing the word “happy” out of my vocabulary. From my very mouth “God never promised us happiness.” And, “there’s a difference in happiness and joy.”
Blah, blah, blah.
Blah, because in looking through the years of raising this family, gathering with extended family, worshiping with believers, sitting at the table with old friends and playing cards until long past what is sensible if you aren’t twenty anymore, experiencing different cultures, watching the sun rise, holding my grandbaby … I’m not sure I can separate happiness and joy.
We don’t create either. The emotion, like all things, has been gifted to us. We all want to be happy.
Asher – happy – Barach – blessed
God provides the environment we must participate in for happiness: obedience, praise, and practicing the presence of God. As always, we have a choice.
You will eat the fruit of your labor; blessings and prosperity will be yours. (vs. 2)
Laboring to walk in his way today. Choosing to wear a smile.