A merry heart makes a cheerful countenance, but by sorrow of the heart the spirit is broken.
Today’s picture: Mom on the airplane as we flew back from California A complete accident, but I think it still has some interesting qualities.
I need to learn how to be more cheerful. All the time – every day – Christ shows His great mercy and love to us, but so often we brush that aside as luck, good timing, or simply take it for granted. In search of miracles it becomes easy to overlook the small blessings. Yesterday, scrambling for dinner, we went over to my family’s house to eat dinner. While there I picked up some nice blouses I had accidentally left from our trip to California. Then today I found out that I needed just such a blouse for my meeting with a guy from Act-1 at Amgen: not so much fortitous as a small miracle. A cheerful heart is a joy to the Lord, I hear tell; but to become cheerful, what must one do? Look on the bright side? A counselor would say it’s all about how you talk to yourself in your head. Some people begin life with a cheery disposition while others see the glass as half-empty, but I’m not sure that’s what the point is. Consider it pure joy… Is a merry heart a joyful one or a happy one? I would have to point to a crucial difference between the two, since the emotion of happiness flicks on and off quicker than a lightbulb but joy I always thought of as a lasting characteristic.