One of my families and I are on vacation. We are staying in a hotel, which for one reason or another, means there is a large roof. Which means there is roof access. Which means that my sister found it, yesterday. She spoke today of the amount of stars she saw, of the beauty of it all. Throughly jealous, I asked if we could go to this look out of sorts, to take in the beauty once more that she spoke of. After dinner, we walked the extensive number of steps it took until we found ourselves on the tip top of the hotel. Sadly, it is a cloudy night, and we managed to count a whopping three stars. I thought I saw four, but one of them continued to move, leading me to believe it was an airplane. Either that, or a really amazing shooting star.
Even though there was not much to see, I caught myself staring into the abyss. It was belittling, to say the least, feeling consumed by darkness, by something that is on such a grand scale that makes me feel but a literal spec in its presence. All I continued to reflect back on was that He made this. All of this. That my problems, while they may seem like mountains to me, are tiny compared to what He has created for us. A man named Francis Chan wrote that this life is like a movie. One that God plays the main role in. At times, we may feel as though we are the A-List actors in it, but in reality we are the people in the background, only seeing our forehead for a tenth of a second in the film. He wrote that we tend to get so wrapped up in what is happening in our own lives, that we forget to take a step back, and acknowledge that there is so much more. That what we should be doing is loving God, praising His name, being the best supporting actors we possibly can be.
My “happy” today was standing high above the ground, staring into the dark sky, being moved by His creation. My “happy” was the reminder that this world is so much bigger than myself. My “happy” was feeling comfort in the fact that even when feeling nothing short of minuscule, that His love reaches to those three stars and back. And that is pretty neat.
This leads me to my next point.
I said awhile back, that I have two dates that will be engrained in my mind. One, being the day that the news was told. Two, being the day I was to be married. One hundred days since the first date has passed, and I celebrated it with the biggest of smiles on my face. The one hundred day mark since the day I was to be married is coming up soon, July 9th to be exact, and I have an idea.
This idea is part art project, part whimsical notion. One that I need your help with. Yes, you. You, who is reading this for the first time. You, who has been right there with me, blessing me with your support from the start.
I need you.
What I am asking of you is to share your “happy” with me. Any “happy”. One word, one sentence, one paragraph, one essay. I would be nothing short of honored by it all.
While things that I find as my “happy” change every day, one thing they have in common is they stop me in my tracks. They bring a smile to my face. They remind me that life is beautiful. They bring hope to my heart. They bring peace to my soul. If nothing else, they make me laugh. They, quite literally, make me “happy”, even if for a second.
My hope, is to collect as many “happy”s as possible, from now until that incredible 100 day mark, July 9th. While this project I have in mind is one I will keep under wraps until we reach the 9th, it is something that I am excited about, one that will bring new meaning to something that was to be used from our wedding, one that will be a constant reminder that I am not alone in this.
It may help to share ways in which I can receive your “happy”s. Here we go!
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Thank you, for reading this.
Thank you, for your kindness.
Thank you, for being the stars that I see, even when I feel I am engulfed by a dark night sky.
You, are truly amazing.