It’s The Small Things

A cold wind blows down from the Sierra’s. I pull my scarf up around my head, hoping to ward off the chill. I’m walking in the fold of the day where the morning turns into the fullness of the afternoon. A handful of leaves scatter across the street and then settle. Their small racket stirs within me memories of winters past; nights spent in front of crackling fires with friends. I hold their faces in my heart and I’m warmed. Overhead, the warning of a crow, a shrill crisp note, breaks the quiet. Further down the road, I walk past a woman sitting in a rocker on her front porch. She waves to me as if we are long-lost friends. I smile and return the wave.

Today is a good day. I’ve heard the sounds of nature. I’ve remembered friends and waved to a stranger. These small things that seem so inconsequential are the things that make life worth living. I give thanks for them. I’m glad to be alive on this blustery day.

Find Happiness Here

“Tell me about happiness,” I asked God in a particularly unhappy moment.

“Oh, yes, happiness. One of the most misunderstood emotions,” He replied.

“I don’t misunderstand it, I just miss it,” I grumbled.

“There, there, my little Sparrow,” God said softly. “I’ll explain happiness to you.”

“I’m listening,” I said, as I focused my attention on God’s words.

“People search all over for happiness as if I made it hard to find. They look for it in relationships, in their bank accounts, in the way their body looks. They even look for it in mac n’ cheese,” God chuckled. It’s not in any of those things. No, you don’t have to go looking for happiness. I made it easy to find. I put it inside of everyone so no one could lose it. But people don’t think I made it that easy. They don’t think to look inside of themselves. So, they keep looking outward,” God explained.

“But where is it inside of me? I can’t find it in me,” I said honestly.

“It’s in your heart, not your head. You can’t think your way to happiness; you must feel your way there.”

“How? All I feel is chaos today.”

“Take a deep breath. Can you smell the hints of spice from the cedar next to you? Can you feel the comfort of the sun on your skin? Listen. Hear the birds on the telephone wire singing? See the flowers in your garden dancing on the breeze? That’s happiness,” God said. “Happiness is life. It’s a beating heart. It’s breath in your lungs.”

“But…” I started to argue.

“No buts, Sparrow,” God stopped me. “Happiness dwells inside of you because I dwell inside of you.”

I took a deep breath as I put my hand over my heart and felt its steady rhythm. I exhaled into the moment. Finally, I understood. God put Himself inside of us and that is where our happiness resides. In Him. In the gift of being alive.

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