Where do you find happiness? Real happiness?
When I was young, I found happiness in my career. I found satisfaction in what I was doing, what I felt called to do.
At times, I thought happiness came from what I owned. Or drove. Or wore. Or who I knew.
There have been times that seeing my name in lights brought happiness.
But now, I realize how finite those things are. They quickly pass. Like the morning fog or dew. Or, life itself.
Happiness is found in who I am in God. Happiness isn’t things. It’s loving God. And, loving myself.
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