Thoughts on happiness.

Sometimes I wish things. Like that I was happy all the time. That's the ultimate goal in life is it not? (just to clarify--that is not really what I think) And when it is not happening it seems like wasted time. So much energy is put into rectifying the situation that one easily burns out, gives up, and succumbs to being---unhappy. Sometimes I think that if I would just give up trying to be happy, or worrying about not being happy, that happiness just might appear.

Then it's not always the worry of being unhappy that gets in the way, but situations. I sometimes feel like life is beating me down with a stick. God calls me an overcomer, sure. But darned if I have the energy to live up to that. I cannot forget things have happened, circumstances that make me cry, make me heavy. So what should I do? I feel like to give up. Maybe then my hope will be, yes my distant hope, is that there is a God and he cares, and he will fight for me, and he will make everything bad into everything better, not just for me, but for everyone I know, in every heart breaking situation that has happened. It is not a fact in my mind, just a hope.