Did you know it takes more muscles to frown than to smile?
Probably. People say it all the time.
Today is one of those days where I felt the need to build up my muscles, I guess, or at least it was. So as I was sitting here grumbling about how miserable my life is, I started laughing at myself. Like, out loud chuckling. Because my life isn't terrible at all, it's wonderful. So why do I slink around irritably letting every little thing my roommates and professors do (exist for example) bother me? Why does everything that happens to me trigger my thought process "God, why hast thou forsaken me?"
Spare me the melodrama.
But my real question was how do I stop myself from being so grumpy? Sometimes I go for a run, take a nap, read...but nothing was getting me out of my funk today.
Then I remembered a bible verse, Isaiah 30:18 "Yet the Lord longs to be gracious to you; he rises to show you compassion". Hm. The Lord wants to bless me, but I am doing something to prevent that, I'm being hateful. If we are to be more like Christ, and he rises to show us compassion, should we not rise to show others compassion? Shouldn't we get out of bed every morning simply in order to love others and show God's kindness. Eureka: I'm not grumpy toward people because my life sucks; my life sucks because I'm grumpy at people.
So I started smiling, and being nice, and got right back to my normal self. Problem; solved
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