Happiness Isn’t a Feeling…It’s This

by Kevin on May 22, 2015

You ever had one of those days? The one where it seems like a sadistic episode of candid camera and the joke is always on you?

Mine started out great, but quickly deteriorated into nothing but crap soup.

It’s been raining for what seems like weeks (not one complaint though) and my grass in the yard is starting to look a rainforest out of Bolivia. I have three riding lawn mowers acquired from different places and I couldn’t get a single one to start. Now I’m a pretty good mechanic as long as it doesn’t get beyond filling it up with gas and possibly airing a tire up.

I gave up rather quickly and hooked the tractor up to the shredder.

After getting the easy places mowed, I tried to get into some smaller areas…and ending up mowing a gutter attached to the house, a flower planter of my wife’s, the end of a water hose, and bumping the fence corner with a rather large back tire of a tractor.

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I no longer have a fence corner, but rather a fence oval.

So after getting mad, I get out the push mower that was left here when we moved in. I couldn’t get it started, so I went to some advanced mechanizing and got out the starting fluid.

If one squirt will work good, then a nine second burst should work better!

I pulled hard on the string and the engine roared to life…for three seconds. I repeated this again and the same thing happened.

What’s the definition of insanity again?

So now I use a piece of baling twine to hold the safety handle down and squirt the starting fluid, pull the string, and try to get back down to the engine with the starting fluid before the engine dies.

Have you ever seen a grown man actually throw a lawn mower?

I have…

The rest of the day went about the same. One thing after another, culminating in a seventy-two inch splinter in the palm of my hand from the shovel that was left out in said rain for two weeks because my son was going to build himself a motorcycle jump.

I didn’t know if my day could get any worse. I was just hoping that in some form or fashion, I would be able to salvage the day and the world would come back to normal and life would be happy again.

And then it happened…

That moment that completely takes you by surprise at the end of the most horriblest of days when you think that nothing else could go wrong.

You ready?

You’re not going to believe my good fortune!!

My wife got home….

…and introduced me to the miniature pig she bought.

Happiness isn’t a feeling…it’s a decision.

2 Dear brothers and sisters, when troubles of any kind come your way, consider it an opportunity for great joy. 3 For you know that when your faith is tested, your endurance has a chance to grow. 4 So let it grow, for when your endurance is fully developed, you will be perfect and complete, needing nothing. James 1:2-4

© Kevin Weatherby, 2015

Happiness is a decision

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