Three are three types of people in this world: Those that are not happy [and if you’re neutral towards life I consider you here], Those that are genetically predisposed to happy, Those that choose to be happy.
Someone I know is going through a pretty tough time right now. I called the other day, and they said: You know, I look at everything that’s happening and I think of God and I think-
In the brief pause I mentally completed the sentence, why me? what did I do deserve this? my life stinks? I am angry with Him?
But instead, they said, I think, Wow He’s watching out for me.
Taken aback, I almost said, are you seriously kidding me? But catching myself in time I politely inquired why they thought so. They pointed out the unexpected blessings from the situation. I agreed, though surprised. I hadn’t thought of those things, or if I had, I would have likely shoved them aside as inconsequential when faced with what I’m dealing with in the now.
There are those that are happy perhaps by a wellspring of joy welded into their DNA. I’m not one of those people. However, I can choose to be amongst those who make a conscious choice to be happy. The lives of most people, dare I say, nearly everyone, is difficult at times, sometimes more time than others. But amongst the people I meet, I’ve found that the correlating happier people don’t necessarily have what I would think of as happier lives. They are happy because of their outlook on the world. Duh, right? That’s the stuff cliches are made of. But it really hit me today.
I thought of the author of the Last Lecture. He knew he was going to die leaving a wife and young children behind, and yet he chose to make a point of being joyful.
Or the auntie with the son who has Downs Syndrome. She smiles and dismissed the pitying glances, at least he can walk, he can communicate his needs, he is full of love.
Lucia whose fiancee broke up with her three months before her wedding, smiling at me and saying God has his plans, He may have saved me from something I can’t see now. Now I will appreciate my future husband so much more than perhaps I could have before.
I’m thinking if this life is the only one I’ve got, and if its my choice the attitude I take towards it, then I have no excuse than to smile and remember the blessings He bestows every second of every minute of every day.