A Year of Smiles РDay 213

Reason to SMILE #213: THE HAPPINESS OF OTHERS

Do any of you ever post things on your favorite social media site then constantly check to see how many likes you have or if anyone has commented? 

Any of you? 

Ever?

No? 

Yeah, me neither. 

Uhm, excuse me a moment. I need to go check something. ūüėČ

While I was randomly scrolling through Facebook today – I wasn’t checking on yesterday’s blog post or anything like that! – I came across one of those friendship videos that an old college friend shared. I paused my scrolling long enough to watch the slide show of pictures from his life, pictures of his wife and child, vacation fun and other memories that I’m sure meant very much to him. Each picture showed my friend and his family smiling and truly enjoying their lives together. And by time the little video had reached its end, I realized I was smiling, too. It was nice to see my friend’s joy. I couldn’t help but SMILE!

You know, this whole being part of the human race thing really does have its perks. We have each other to walk with through life, to help carry our burdens, to cry with. We also have each other to share in our joys, to celebrate our triumphs, to have fun together and to help us find a SMILE.

You see, it’s all part of God’s design. I have no doubt that you and I were made to make each other SMILE!

Romans 12:15 (NIV) Rejoice with those who rejoice; mourn with those who mourn.

1 Corinthians 12:26-27 (NIV) If one part suffers, every part suffers with it; if one part is honored, every part rejoices with it. Now you are the body of Christ, and each one of you is a part of it.

A Year of Smiles – Day 170

Reason to SMILE #170: WHEN SOMEONE THINKS OF YOU


“I have a ticket that I’m not using,” said the voice on the phone, “and I thought you might like to have it.”

It was early afternoon when my phone rang. My friend was returning home after being out of town and wanted only to rest when she arrived but she had a ticket for an event that she didn’t want to go to waste. She thought of me. Although I wasn’t able to attend, either, I was appreciative of the offer. She may not have realized it but her simple gesture made my day. 

It’s a wonderful feeling to know someone is thinking of you, isn’t it? Imagine if we all decided to let others know how often we think of them and pray for them. What a difference such a simple thing would make! We wouldn’t be able to count the SMILES!

Had anyone on your mind lately? Did you see a picture or hear a joke and think of a friend you haven’t spoken with in years? Did a name cross your mind out of the blue? Call that person. Send an email. Text a message. Whatever method of communication you choose, I know the person on the receiving end is sure to be SMILING.

Is This the Truth?

Fires burn across the land,

The smoke fills the skies.

Angry men shout out and scream;

Some break down and cry.

Children watch as people die;

They see the hate, the pain.

Their little eyes can’t believe

The suffering and the shame.

 

Is this the world we want to show our children?

Is this the place we want them to call home?

We tell them that we love them but don’t show them the same.

Is this the truth we want them to know?

 

I wrote these lyrics more than 20 years ago.  I was almost 18 years old and had just watched news coverage of the Los Angeles Riots of 1992.  I was horrified as pictures of violence, hate, fear and desperation flashed before my eyes.  I was overwhelmed with uncertainty and fear even though I lived on the opposite side of the country.  I did not understand it all and I knew there were children and other young people trying to make sense of the chaos, as well.

I wondered what these children were learning from the situation.  What lessons about life were they gleaning?  Were they giving up all hope at that moment?  Was their innocence slipping away as disturbing images of humanity at its worst invaded their ideals of safety and security?  Were they resigning to believe that this was how life was supposed to be?  Were these children accepting the hate, violence and pride as their truth?

Now, twenty-two years later, we find ourselves seeing familiar images flash on our TV screens.¬† And I cannot help but wonder. ¬†Where are those children who watched similar scenes so many years ago?¬† They are the adults of our world now.¬† Are they watching in horror as they did as a child?¬† Are they worried about their own children and the effect this situation will have on their young lives?¬† Are they outraged?¬† Are they scared?¬† Are they worried?¬† Or are they hitting the power button, shrugging their shoulders and walking away?¬† After all, that’s life.¬† That’s the truth of our existence and there‚Äôs nothing anyone can do about it‚Ķ.

‚ÄúLove is patient; love is kind; love is not envious or boastful or arrogant or rude. ¬†It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice in wrongdoing, but rejoices in the truth. ¬†It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.¬† Love never ends.‚ÄĚ

1 Corinthians 13:4-8a (NIV)

There is hope, dear friends.  We can redefine the truth that our world accepts today.  It starts with Love.  It starts with you and me.