Most people assume I am happy because I am smiling. Most of the time that is true. But not always.
I smile when I don’t understand what my family means or wants. I smile a lot.
I smile when I realize the person I am talking to has something stuck in their teeth.
I smile when I remember that God loves me unconditionally and listens to my prayers.
I smile when God let’s me be his hands and feet to accomplish his redemptive plan for others.
I smile often, especially when things go wrong. It encourage others and it confuses and frustrates my enemies.