6 Keys to Happiness

Some time ago, I got an email from a young woman I was mentoring who was going through a rough time in her life.

How come you’re always happy? I want to be happy like you are.

Firstly, I emailed her back and assured her that even I wasn’t happy all day every day. Sometimes I’m sad. Sometimes bitter. I get grumpy and listless, too. Sometimes there are circumstances that hurl me into these emotions, but sometimes it seems as if there’s no reason at all. In other words, she didn’t need to add feeling inferior to her growing list of issues.

This woman tended to dwell on and even look for the bad side, so I gave her some tools to help her begin to choose happiness. I wrote them down for myself, too, so that I could remember when I started feeling hopeless.

1. Praise God for Who He Is

He is everything our earthly relationships are not. It’s hard to be negative when you meditate on who God is. When you begin to express those truths, joy begins to seep into your heart.

I praise you God, for you are mighty. You alone are God! You, God are my deliverer and my comforter, my shelter. You are awesome and just. You are the Creator and my salvation!

If you have a hard time with this, look up some verses that praise God and begin to pray those. Some of my favorites:

  • Psalm 27:1
  • Psalm 8
  • John 6:35
  • Jeremiah 32:17
  • 2. Dwell on What is Good

    Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. Philippians 4:8

  • Start a blessings journal.
  • Express your thanks to God several times a day
  • Turn on worship music or sing some hymns
  • Make it a point to thank the people in your life for the little things every day.
  • 3. Take Care of Yourself

  • Refresh your spirit with a short break from your every day routine.
  • Eat right, exercise. Sorry, it’s been proven to boost your mood!
  • Be intentional about how you spend your time.
  • 4. Be in a Constant State of Growth


    I’ve heard Calvary Chapel Pastor Greg Laurie say that if you’re not moving forwards, you’re backsliding. Study your Bible. Read books on spiritual growth. If you’re struggling as a wife, read a few minutes each day in a book about Godly marriage. Join a Bible study group. Listen to Christian radio. Never stop growing!

    5. Be Others-Focused


    This might seem in disagreement with #3, but it is not. We take care of ourselves in order to better serve others. Put someone else’s needs before your own. When you’re feeling sad, pray for someone you know is also hurting. Reach out to a friend who needs a listening ear. Bake some cookies for an elderly neighbor.

    The world will say you can’t help anyone until you are healthy and strong. The Bible says we are to serve others in humility and then we will be lifted up. (James 4:10, Philippians 2:1-11)

    6. Make Time for Fun


    Take your kids skating. Dance around the house while doing chores. If you love to bake, bake. If you love to hike, hike. Get your calendar out and plan to have some good, old-fashioned fun. Sure, spontaneous fun is more fun, but planned fun is better than no fun at all!

    Does one of these keys speak to you today?

    Storing and Organizing Photos: The Mess

    Because I just don’t share often enough about what a slacker I am, I’ve decided to go a little further and show you pictures. Pictures of pictures, actually.

    I have no skill but lots of interest in photography. I have the interest partly because I am surrounded by gorgeous subjects and partly because I am terrified I will grow up and forget all the cool things we’ve ever done. I. Love. To. Document.

    Everything.

    I have no skill because I am too lazy to learn. Though I do fantasize about it. I even signed up for a photography class in ninth grade, but it was canceled due to lack of interest. I now blame my lack of skill on my fellow ninth grade slackers.

    The majority of my photos are digital, so they are just cluttering up my hard drive, not my home. However, there are still a frighteningly large number of photos… pretty much everywhere. The disorganization disturbs my delicate psyche and is quite inconvenient when I’m hunting down a photo of myself at 19 to post here.

    I’ve decided what with the spring cleaning craze going on right now and all, this week is the perfect time to tackle the photo situation. Except for the fact I have exactly zero bucks to spend on nifty storage solutions. But why dwell on the negatives? (Yes. Pun intended.)

    Here’s what I have going on right now.

    In my grandma’s hope chest I have hundreds of photos in boxes and albums (and a few ziploc bags) passed on to me from my dad and his parents. [Side note: Should I be offended when my dad gives me every remaining photo of my childhood because he no longer wants them? And all the cards I made him? No, he didn’t move into a nursing home.]

    Organizing Photos 1

    In a file drawer, I have somewhat more recent photos that I’ve had printed with honest good intentions to scrapbook them. But it’s been a while since I’ve scrapped. Because, you know. All my fun recreation time is spent here. These used to be spread around several drawers, so at least I’ve managed to corral them all into one drawer. Guess where I get my photos printed?

    Organizing Photos

    In my closet is a big messy bin of photos I intended to scrapbook a few years ago. With these, I even added appropriate stickers and die cuts that might make a pretty layout. Some of them are in complete collections, ready to go. I was less of a slacker then.

    Organizing Photos 2

    Also in my closet, a cardboard box with photos from I don’t know when. I’m too lazy to get a chair, climb up there, and find out. Yes, the box is upside down.

    Organizing Photos 8

    In my garage is another box filled with framed photos. This is because up until a couple of years ago, I had every square inch of my home filled with photos. Then the clutter of it all started to get to me, (delicate psyche and all) so I boxed a bunch up with the intention of rotating them every month. I’ll let you guess how many times I’ve rotated them. Are you starting to see where all my good intentions lead me?

    Organizing Photos 4

    Now that you’ve seen my mess, I am going to go find a solution. I’ll post what I come up with later this week.

    I honestly intend to, anyway.

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    She Speaks

    She Speaks

    Do you have secret dreams and desires?

    Ideas so awesome and seemingly unreachable that you blush to even think of them? As if little old you could possibly do… that?

    I do. A few, actually. Some, I will treasure deep in my heart until the Lord releases me from the desires or fulfills them. A couple I will share here with you today. But first, some background.

    I am, in a word, shy. Timid around new people. At times, socially awkward. I can pound out my thoughts here almost too fast for my fingers to keep up, but ask me in person what a blog and I stammer and fidget, my mind blank and tongue tied.

    If my husband or mom is with me, I can breathe. I can hide behind them and smile and nod. Send me into a room full of strangers alone, though, and I’m toast.

    So it will probably surprise anyone that knows me to hear that one of my deep desires is to spend a few days with women I’ve never met at a writing conference. Can you imagine? Little old me, meeting new people. Speaking in public. Pitching my book to a publisher. Gasp.

    The conference is She Speaks, presented by Proverbs 31 Ministries. Today, I opened my blog feed reader to find that Lysa TerKeurst posted this fabulous opportunity to apply for a scholarship to the conference. If you are a woman that writes, leads women’s ministry, and/or speaks, just reading this conference description is going to make you cry and long to go.

    Here’s a description from the website:

    She Speaks is a life-changing conference for women of every generation seeking to explore the tug on her heart to reach out to the world for Jesus. Through She Speaks, Proverbs 31 Ministries encourages and equips women who are called by God to share our mission to bring God’s peace, perspective and purpose to today’s busy woman. Sharing God’s truth with love is not only a holy calling but a remarkable responsibility. We believe by equipping women to become more effective at sharing the Word of God, we multiply our efforts to reach a hurting world with the life-transforming hope of Jesus.

    If I were to attend the conference, I would be able to take classes from both the speaking and the writing track. Here is the part where I share my secret desires. When I began sharing my story here in the I Wasn’t Always Homegrown series, I received cemails telling me I need to write a book.

    What I didn’t tell anyone is that I am writing a book! I’ve been working on a novel for some time, but it was put on the back burner when I began blogging. Since the beginning of this year, I have had a renewed desire to finish and the story drew me right back in like an old friend. The comments and emails really encouraged me to keep going. As long as I’m sharing my big-time dreams, I’ll tell you that I should be finished by summer and would love the opportunity to meet with an editor about getting it published. Even though the very idea makes my heart skip a beat.

    I have to say I am interested in the speaking track as well. A couple of years ago, I took a class at our church and had to give a message to a room full of people. Several people told me afterward that I should pursue speaking. Though it makes me blush to say it out loud here, it is something I’ve thought about.

    I believe anyone can reach their dreams when they are God-given. When it comes to me, though, it just seems silly. But these last few months, I’ve also had a little why not in my heart. My book being published someday? Why not? An opportunity to share my testimony and the amazing works God has done in my life? Why not? Walking into a room full of amazing women I’ve never met and not melting into a puddle? Why not?

    Win a scholarship to attend a conference that is way out of my league, not to mention my budget? Why not?

    What are your secret dreams and desires?

    My Secret Sickness

    This post is linked to Friday Fails, Hosted by My Blessed Life.

    Friday Fails

    I have a friend from church, we’ll call her Michelle. ‘Cause that’s her name. Anyway. Michelle reads my blog, but she’d never been to my house. She’s always teasing me that she’s going to pop in someday and see if my bed is made. I laugh, but inside a small part of me starts to sweat every time she says that. She is the sweetest woman, and totally joking. But I still sweat.

    This weekend, I hosted our women’s Bible study at my house. I signed up a month ago, and a month ago I swore to myself that I would make sure my bed was made that day so I could show Michelle. (Note: The moral of this story is going to be that you shouldn’t swear anything to anyone, including yourself.)

    I went further. Not only would Michelle be able to see my bed, I would leave all my doors open when they all came over so I could be like one of those awesome women who gives tours of their home when visitors come. It should be noted that one of the women actually showed us her closet when we visited her house. It was immaculate.

    I used to give tours of my little house, too. Then I got distracted by life and never quite caught up.

    So. Saturday came. All visible areas were reasonably clean. The air was filled with the smell of bleach and furniture polish. My bed was indeed made. However, next to my bed was a laundry basket full of junk I hadn’t had time to put away. Next to that, I had shoved in our workboxes and racks to make room in my living room. We won’t even talk about the state of my nightstand.

    My bedroom is directly off of my living room. No hallway barrier or anything. So, the door stayed closed. There’s only two other rooms in my house. Our girls’ bedrooms and what we call the game room. Friday afternoon, I made sure these rooms were clean so I could leave the doors open and not be ashamed. Saturday morning, that dream was gone. It happens so fast.

    All morning, my worst fear was that someone was going to need to use our second bathroom, which is connected to our bedroom. I even considered saying it was broken because I was that scared of someone walking through my room. Too bad I can’t lie.

    It’s not like we live in squalor. From what I’ve seen, our house is pretty typical for that of a homeschooling family with kids. Yet, somehow, despite the fact that I was raised by a mom who always said, ‘They’re coming to see us, not the house,’ I have set impossible standards for myself. I have come a long way in the last few years, because I realized that if I waited for my house to be perfect, I would never have company.

    But still. I don’t want anyone to see my messiness. It’s like a secret sickness. I can talk about it and blog about it, but I don’t want you seeing it! I know, I know. It’s just clutter for goodness’ sakes! It’s not like I’m one of those people who is going to turn up on Oprah for the wretched state of my house.

    Fortunately, the morning went by without anyone needing my second bathroom. Someone even commented on how clean and pretty my house was. And because I am annoyingly honest, I said, “Well, don’t open my bedroom door! I threw all my crap in there.”

    And Michelle? I think she could see the fear in my eyes. She didn’t joke once about checking to see if my bed was made.

    So, I have new goals. To get my house in good enough order to give people tours next time they come over. And to stop beating myself up when it’s not perfect.

    And to show Michelle my closet.

    Head on over to My Blessed Life to read other Friday Fails!

    Blessings To-Do

    What’s on your to do list today? Mine includes the usual stuff, plus an article due, nails that need to be polished, a closet I need to finish organizing, cookies to bake, and Bless E.

    Bless E. as in Eric. My husband.

    I know, it’s terrible. I need a reminder to bless my husband. Partly, it’s because I have a wicked short attention span and I’m on the forgetful side. It’s also partly because I’m by nature a selfish slob. Too bad he reads this blog faithfully. Now he’ll know my secret.

    It’s not like he’s not on my mind. Actually, I don’t go for more than a few minutes on any given day without thinking of my husband. I’m wondering how his day is going, or reminding myself to fold some laundry before he gets home. I’m smiling when I’m making my bed (if I actually get around to it) because I know he’ll be happy. I think of him when I’m in the shower and I really don’t feel like shaving my legs, but I do anyway.

    I can’t wait to tell him when one of the girls gets a new concept and their face lights up. Or when one of them gets an attitude and I want to whine. I think of him when the dog does something cute, and chances are I’ll text him a picture of it. The truth is, Eric is so much a part of me that he’s in my thoughts all day.

    So why is Bless E. on my to-do list? Thinking of my man and blessing him are two entirely different things. He’s in my heart all day because I love him, and on a good day I will be finding ways to bless him all day long.

    But on an average day, I get caught up in the details of life and forget that I am supposed to be not only his helpmeet, but also his encourager and the one to make life a little sweeter for him. Keeping Bless E. on my list keeps it at the forefront of my tired brain. A note: Since I consider it part of my job, making the bed doesn’t count. Dang it.

    What does count? You’ll find 15 ways to bless your husband here.

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