This morning started with me feeling happy. I walked down the road with music bubbling in my head. Gradually this resolved into a tune and then words; it was part of an ancient hymn, Be thou my vision, O Lord of my heart…
I found a hymn book and looked it up. Although it is set out in verses to be sung, it occurred to me as I read that it it is actually a prayer; a prayer of dedication. And it has to do with the writer’s perspective on life.
Now, I’ve recently been rebuilding a rather neglected relationship with my camera so perspective, in a very literal sense, has been much on my mind. But so has the more metaphorical sense of perspective on life.
It occurred to me that my happiness, whilst a good thing and something I’m very thankful for, is also rather fragile. And probably quite fleeting. I’m happy because I’ve got my car back.
I won’t bore you all with the complete saga, but basically, after more than two years, I drove it home from the workshop last Thursday only to find as I stopped to open the garage door that it had sprung a leak and water was pouring everywhere. It had to go back. I resigned myself to another wait. How long this time?
Less time than I feared and, as I wrote yesterday, ‘me, my car and my camera’ went on a nice little trip together. And so I am happy.
What makes you happy?
What will sustain you when happiness fades?