Today's just one of those happy days. You know what I mean when I say that. Nothing particularly amazing or exciting has occurred. But the weather outside is pretty close to perfect (77 degrees, sunny, and slightly breezy), and I've passed my time reading my Bible, doing some schoolwork, and raking leaves in our front yard. The Francesca Battistelli CD Bree won from Miss Raquel's giveaway arrived in the mail today, and I'm currently listening to "Beautiful, Beautiful." For dinner we're having chicken pot pie with the most delectable flaky crust you could ever imagine. And as soon as I finish this post I'm going to finish up the little bit of school I have left and then work on outlining my NaNoWriMo 2011 novel before dinner.
"I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string." ~Anne of Avonlea~
There's something so sweet about days like today. I want to bottle every little bit of it up in a jar and save it for times when its a blustery and cold mid-January day, a day when I'm overwhelmed with schoolwork, dance, and other responsibilities. Then I can bring out my jar and release that golden contentment into the air, until the diagreeableness is completely drained away. I don't need a huge miracle or staggering surprise to satisfy my soul on those days. I just need a piece of what makes my happy days so wonderful.
As time passes, I realize more and more what I don't like about days where very splendid and wonderful things happen. Days with huge miracles and staggering surprises leave you feeling emptied of all your strength, which isn't much different than how you feel at the end of an awful day. Everything is so overwhelming that its nearly impossible to take it all in. After days like that, my heart longs for something -- anything -- to be normal. But days like today? They leave you feeling as if you've been taking sips out of a tall glass of the sweetest nectar all the day long, and the glass never empties. And when you rest your head on your pillow that night, just before dropping off to sleep, you feel contentment and peace.
And that's why I like happy days best.
"Blessed is every one that feareth the LORD; that walketh in His ways. For thou shalt eat the labour of thine hands: happy shalt thou be, and it shall be well with thee." ~Psalm 128:1-2~