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Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Just a little short message of joy and gladness

It's amazing how many little blessings come my way that are sometimes a little difficult to remember when I'm trying to sum up an answer to "how are you" or "how's life?" If I'm feeling overall glum or kinda down about my current home situation or whatever, it's always easy to be like "well not so good".
And people usually tend toward the bad news first. Cause the stuff that makes us really truly happy is not necessarily always really big news. The really big news is stuff that usually makes us a mixture of anxious in a good way and anxious in a bad way at the same time. So the happy stuff is usually really simple stuff. Like going to OC camps, singing with the HCS boys, recording kids' songs with Mike, seeing Aich, going over to Bayside, planning surprise birthday parties, getting little out-of-the-blue shiner okozukais, getting phone calls from my friends, visiting El in her new house, getting hugs from Michael, people telling me they love me, seeing graffiti on the prayer pockets in the toilet that says "Florence and Gene, LOVE" (???? I still haven't figured that one out).
I just want to take this time to tell the Lord how much those little things mean to me. Even if, for a day, my thoughts are topsy turvy and I delude myself into thinking my life is nothing but suffering and dark dark sadness, He keeps giving me these "highs" to let me know how much He loves me. Now what I need to try to do is not let those highs send me crashing to the lows. Jesus, help me to always be happy in your service. No matter where I am or who I'm with or who loves me or what I'm doing...all I want to be is where you are, with you, being loved by you and...doing...the Jesus thing. Heh.


Blogger Pon said...

Thanks for being a good sample, reminding me to always thank the Lord for the many things he does for me each day. Luv you

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