It better be easy to be happy or I just don’t want to have anything to do with it! I joked the other day that I would have made spaghetti for dinner but ugh, boiling water. What a task, am I right? I think you know that I’m right but it’s such an easy task that you know the answer can’t really be yes so you cave and say no. Coward!
Let me present my case. First, fill the pot with water. Hahaha, there is no pot! Well there is a pot but it’s probably dirty from the last time you had the bright idea to make spaghetti. Check the cupboard. After checking the cupboard put all the pots, pans and cookie sheets back into the cupboard by quickly sliding your hand out of the partially cracked door before they all come spilling out for a second time. Oh there’s the missing pot. In the sink. Dirty. But how dirty? Let me inspect the pot to see if washing it will be necessary. My hand is stuck to the bottom to an unknown substance that appears to be growing. Time to wash the pot.
By this time I could have been back from McDonald’s. Why? Because I don’t order by number, I order by vehicle scan and a thumbs up out of the window as I come screeching into the parking lot. Yeah, they know me and my order. Time to fill that prodigal pot up with water. Now comes the tricky part, cold or hot water? Does it go faster to wait for the cold tap water to become hot tap water or for cold tap water in a pot to become warm pot water? Ten minutes later the tap water is warm and I fill the pot and then place it on the stove. Another ten minutes have now gone by when I realize the real key to increasing the temperature of water is putting a lid on top of the pot.
Are you with me now on the boiling water, ugh thing? One thing is for sure, once it’s heated and boiling it’s good to go. Remember that whole happiness comment at the top of the page (It better be easy to be happy or I just don’t want to have anything to do with it!)? Sometimes I feel like I have the same approach to being happy as I do to boiling water. Such an easy task to smile and be happy but ugh, being happy.
Last Sunday the message was The Pursuit of Happiness.
“To the person who pleases him, God gives wisdom, knowledge and happiness. . .”
Dang. God gives happiness. God gives happiness and I make it a process of having to find and clean a pot first before I can even be open to accepting the free gift. Sometimes I feel that we work extra hard to be sad, discouraged or even disappointed about things in life when God is handing out happiness.
God shines perspective on this scripture quickly when I think of friends who found themselves physically, mentally and emotionally drained after facing complications with the birth of their second child. Late one night I’m watching meaningless recorded tv shows while scrolling through twitter on the couch when I randomly checked Facebook to read about the news. They are several states away having heart to heart conversations with God as they lean on His Word for different Scriptures where God isn’t handing out happiness but physical healing and the most amazing comfort of peace. I remember how I felt reading their updates and asking for prayers in a way that seemed odd. There was no doom and gloom hanging over the requests online. No woe as me Eeyore approach. More of a solid, strong and matter of fact informative posts with a hint of a smile behind the words as if the Word they knew to be true infused peace and happiness even in the most trying of circumstances. I’m not sure why I was prodded with this mental and visual reminder. Maybe because when thinking about happiness I see the larger than life smile on this precious miracle baby who is doing just fine.
Why this quick confrontation with this easy task of happiness? As I’m trying to figure this out the Pastor explains how his wife was not in attendance that morning. She’s still battling cancer and didn’t feel well that morning from a recent chemo treatment. But there he was, pleasing God and finding a way to dictate his emotions instead of his circumstances dictating his emotions.
And there again the thought “It better be easy to be happy”. We don’t want to work for it, we never do. As happy as we are on Christmas morning I wouldn’t be surprised if we stopped wrapping presents. Gifts are nice but who wants to work for it by tearing extra thin colorfully printed paper held together by tape.
As far as being happy and it being easy, even if it’s difficult I now know that it’s there if I chose to accept it. And that makes smiling pretty easy.
Oh and that pot of boiling water on the stove, it was used to make tea because we were out of noodles!