Of all the many problematic questions we’re posed with on a daily basis, I’ve concluded “How are you?” is, by far, the most perplexing. If it didn’t appear to mean “Are you happy?” as often, it might not be as challenging to sort through the files in my brain until I’ve located a both creative and honest reply.
Part of the problem, is most of the time I feel numb; it’s as if I’m on autopilot. At times, I can deal with life very factually, rather than being overwhelmed by the magnitude of the reality and the emotions, but I do have my moments.
The reality is, most of the time I don’t know the answer to the simple question “How are you, Kelsey?” Is the question how I’m choosing to deal with life, or how it’s affecting me simply by osmosis? It seems to depend on who’s asking.
Life has dealt my family and I — along with many other people living on this planet we call home — what can feel like an overwhelming, unfair and very crummy hand. At times, I’d like to slam my cards down in frustration and defiance on the table and demand a redue. Someone’s stacked the deck; I’m sure of it. Circumstances can seem overwhelming, unfair, and nothing more than a great cosmic joke, but I’m playing my hand to the best of my abilities, and I’m surviving, learning and growing inspight of it.
The notice sign on a tiny church I drove by read, “Happiness is based on circumstances. Joy is based on Jesus.”
Am I happy? Sure, I can smile and laugh with the best of them, but happiness is not my state of being. Of course, it’s something I enjoy while it lasts, but it comes and goes like any other emotion. It can be based on something as trivial as what I had for breakfast and the weather forecast, and it fades just as easily from sight. (Please see “Happiness vs. Joy.”)
Happiness shouldn’t be a euphemism for joy, not when you’re talking about true biblical joy. It seems like peace, hope and faith would be better linked with joy than happiness. To equate joy with happiness is to say this joy — that’s supposed to be our strength — is nothing more than an emotional high.
I don’t know that I’m happy at this very moment, but I have peace, because I have hope for a future, even if that isn’t in this lifetime, and I have faith that God is good, even when life seems to be screaming something completely contrary. I have joy, but I don’t always feel happy.
The asnwer to this perplexing pleasantiry of how I am, is that God is good, and because of this, as the old hymn says, it is well with my soul.
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