Searching for happy
I don't think I've ever found it
I don't think I've ever found it
but I've tried
I've looked
I thought it might be in things
but I didn't find it there
I thought it might be in a place
but if it is I haven't been there yet
I looked for it in relationships
but it eluded me once more
but it eluded me once more
Perhaps the arts
Monet, Renoir, Picasso
but I found they were looking
for it too
Music was next
and for a moment it
entertains, calms
and distracts
but it wasn't there
A job, a vocation I thought
but alas
that too is a quest
for nothing
In despair I looked around
to see if anyone else
had found it
but
sadly I see
everyone else is looking
as well
Could it be
that
happy
is the thing
of fairy tales?
Could it be
that
"Living happily ever after"
was just a dream
an idea
to put us all on a quest
for something
that doesn't exist?
Then I looked to God
to see what he
made us for
what he hoped
we would discover
and I found
that
his quest for us
was
HIM
He made us to
find the very thing
we most need
in HIM!
Could it be
that searching
for happy
is the world's
substitute
for the only
thing that
satisfies our heart hunger?
Could it be that
there is no such thing
as happy
but only an
illusion
of the real thing?
A cheap substitute?
Could it be that God is what we
were searching for all along?
Maybe Augustine had
it right when he said,
Monet, Renoir, Picasso
but I found they were looking
for it too
Music was next
and for a moment it
entertains, calms
and distracts
but it wasn't there
A job, a vocation I thought
but alas
that too is a quest
for nothing
In despair I looked around
to see if anyone else
had found it
but
sadly I see
everyone else is looking
as well
Could it be
that
happy
is the thing
of fairy tales?
Could it be
that
"Living happily ever after"
was just a dream
an idea
to put us all on a quest
for something
that doesn't exist?
Then I looked to God
to see what he
made us for
what he hoped
we would discover
and I found
that
his quest for us
was
HIM
He made us to
find the very thing
we most need
in HIM!
Could it be
that searching
for happy
is the world's
substitute
for the only
thing that
satisfies our heart hunger?
Could it be that
there is no such thing
as happy
but only an
illusion
of the real thing?
A cheap substitute?
Could it be that God is what we
were searching for all along?
Maybe Augustine had
it right when he said,
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