I was listening to K-love yesterday and the announcer related a story where her mom told her “You have permission to be happy.” I for one seem to avoid being too happy because you never know when the downer will come. I try, probably too hard, to keep even keeled. Maybe I’ve had the rug pulled out from under me too many times and I’m anticidreading the next time it’s going to happen.
So the questions in the reading were really relevant, “Why do you allow your mind to dwell on gloomy thoughts? Who told you that night will never end in day? Who told you that the winder of your discontent would continue from frost to frost and from snow to ice, and hail to even deeper snow and stronger storms of despair? Don’t you know that day dawns after night, showers displace drought, and spring and summer follow winter? Then, have hope! Hope forever, for God will not fail you!” (Charles H. Spurgeon) And when I really think about this it is true. At the end of the day (or life) He will not fail us. So maybe it’s okay for this polar bear to crawl out of the den and frolic in the snow…hmmm.