My dog is so happy.
She's content to lay at my feet while I work on the computer or wash dishes.
She can hear me when I get up in the morning and waits for me excitedly at the kitchen door.
She comes wagging that wild tale when we get home from church or a retreat.
She only hangs her head when she can't come in the house for some reason.
I guess she has no real worries. Her food bowl is rarely empty and her water bowl is almost always full. She has companions, toys, and a blanket. She's well cared for and loved.
So why can't people just be happy like dogs?
I'm working hard these days to keep my focus on God and not all the stuff happening around me. To keep my thoughts on what doesn't change and not the up and down emotional turmoils of this life. Take care!