Happiness. I've been thinking about the idea of happiness.
We strive for happiness, thinking it the summit. The ultimate accomplishment. The ultimate state of existence. The ultimate goal.
But happiness is flabby compared to joy.
Flaccid.
In contrast, joy is blood-filled and pulsing.
But joy is always accompanied by at least a soupçon of pain; a whisper of loss or absence or some harder thing.
And so we content ourselves with mere happiness, to avoid it.
Turns out I don't particularly want to be happy.
Why settle?
2 comments:
Heaven will be a never-ending, ever-increasing discovery of more and more of God’s glory with greater and ever-greater joy in him.
Choose joy...dont settle. Its a little heaven on earth.
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