Sunday, November 15, 2009

If You're Happy And You Know It Clap Your Hands!

What is it with everyone's obsession with being happy?! I always thought that I was a happy person and the other day someone (you KNOW who you are!) told me that I just wasn't happy! Well yes I am! At least I thought I was until someone said that! Now I am all confused!

Sure, my life sucks, I pretty much can't stand my kids and some of my family (I can say that 'cuz the one's that I can't stand don't read this!) but other than that I AM TOO HAPPY dang it!!!!

So are you happy? Now...I know that "men are that they might have joy", but we aren't talking abut joy. Joy does in fact elude me. What is joy anyway? I feel joy with my grand kids, joy in my testimony of the gospel, (my church) but...that is about it. What am I doing wrong?

I feel peace, love, comfort, pain, but joy? Not so much. I realize that I couldn't get through my life without Homer and I am not saying that out loud just in case God hears me and decides to "test" me he laughs all the way to the beach. I do know that I bitch and moan a lot, but least I don't hold it all in so that I die of a heart attack when I am 50. OK, so I am almost 52 and feel like I am 90. I guess that is another thing not to have joy in although I wouldn't go back and do anything in my life any different...except maybe I would give my kids up for adoption. Even the one I adopted.

Seriously...if you know me, you know that I do love my kids...I'm just kidding so don't get your panties in a twist, but I apparently suck at the mom thing. I must have said out loud once that I had this mom thing under control, and once again God heard me, laughed...and here we are not learning whatever it is that I am supposed to be learning. If I was catch on to that lesson we could move on to something else!

Men may have joy but do women? Do you? Maybe I feel it and just don't know it. I DO know that I would feel joy if I could ride WB's coat tails straight to the right hand of God, where he will be running around on that beach. I would even be willing to serve the mojitos, virgin of course, just to be able to feel that joy.