Happiness

I sit here in my lobby at the end of a weekend that brought with it numerous puke-sessions and a broken phone. Yet I sit here listening to some new music that I just got on Friday and am the most at ease that I’ve been in over a week. Not half an hour ago I was pissed off at numerous things that have been building up all day, and honestly a few that are hitting peaks from a semester’s worth of build up. Yet I am borderline-giddy at the moment. As I sit looking at other people’s pissed off, sad, tired faces, I sit here with a glee that none of them see. In a moment where 1 + 1 does not equal 2, I am happy. I realize that our life’s purpose/mission/goal is not happiness. If you shoot for happiness it will leave you let-down, sad, depressed, angry and pissed off. God has a goal for us, and from that mission comes happiness, most apparent when we follow that mission. There are plenty of things that we point to as being the “true way to happiness”, but how does being drunk match up to the purpose that we are given? How does having all the newest stuff help us along that journey? Along that road? Happiness is understanding that God is in control regardless of all the bad things that happen throughout life. When you have this happiness, very little can bring you down.