At a family funeral I was visiting with a cousin-in-law. She stopped speaking, looked at me, then said, "You are beautiful!" I was a little startled but she was speaking of inner beauty, not physical. Drat! She went on to say that it was obvious that I am a happy person.
We had a discussion about happiness. I believe that a person can be as happy as he or she makes up his or her mind to be. Yes, everyone has troubles. Some can be addressed while others must be survived. I have had both kinds but I choose happiness. This does not mean that I ignore tribulation; it hurts me as much as anyone else. All it means is that I am securely loved by my God and many others. Consequently I have a constant JOY in my life, for which I am deeply grateful.
May we all be beautiful people.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
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