I think things in life are what you make of them. You have a choice. If something unfortunate happens, you can choose to be bummed or angry about it. Or you can choose to let it roll off your shoulder and be happy. Sometimes I get tired of people choosing their depression over joy. Choosing to be sad about losing a game instead of being happy that they even have the ability to play. Sure, it happens to me too, but for the most part I let things go and choose to be happy. Choose to let it not negatively affect me. Choose to see the good in things. When I was little, my stepmother and a couple of my step-siblings would always make fun of me, calling me a pessimist, saying, "no wonder Eeyore is your favorite character". I hated it. It was very deprecating. And I was quite affected by it. Somewhere down the road, sometime during high school, I made it a goal to be happy. Through out high school I searched for the happiness, thinking I'd found it. I even had it tattooed on my back. After high school, the feeling of unhappiness just got worse and worse. I tried filling it with things I'd felt euphoric from before, but nothing. Then I chose. I chose to get away from almost everything I'd ever known to seek out something else. This decision is the best decision I have made to this day. My decision to seek Jesus has brought me more than just happiness, but life. I cannot express how happy I am, truly happy. Yeah, I might seem sad or down or mad at times or some days, but overall, I am HAPPY. I have joy. Unspeakable joy. And I owe it all to Jesus.
