We greet each other every day with, “How ya doing?”
“How are you?”
“Things going well?” And we respond with, “Great!”, “Fantastic!” and my brother-in-law’s favorite, “Couldn’t be better with less!”
Personally I tend to answer these type greetings with a positive response, even though at that moment I might not be doing as well as I want that person to believe.
And that is the trouble with being an optimist.
You lie…all day sometimes.
You know the day is not going well and yet you tell everyone the opposite.
Now I know there is a danger in asking the wrong person how their day is going, for they will truly tell you how bad it is going, with details.
…What would happen if one day on earth we had a, “truth and forgetfullness day”, where we could tell someone how we are truly feeling, no matter how bad it was?
They would listen and as soon as they walk away they would forget the whole conversation.
How refreshing that would be.
But alas, that won’t happen.
So we optimists continue the lie that “we’re doing just fine.”
Christian optimists are the worst.
I am the worst of the worst especially when at church.
We can complain from the front door of our house to the front door of the church. But as soon as the first person greets us where we should be able to be our most vulnerable, we change our countenance, our tone and our vocabulary.
And everything in the world is wonderful.
I would encourage you to find some trusted people in your life of which you can be honest.
That you can give some not very pretty details to and they will both listen and forget.
Don’t be scared to show your weaknesses and your fears.
Those around you who would encourage you to never show you’re weak, afraid, angry, fearful and hurt have not understood the complete Christian experience.
It is through these times in our life that we find God’s strength and often feel His strength through others.
Amy Grant tells a story from a few years back where she was in California in a park by the ocean reading with some time to relax.
A homeless man decided to rest on the same bench and Amy and he struck up a friendship that lasted for two and a half hours.
They each poured out their hearts to a total stranger.
She said it was interesting that their lives were really not that different.
Just a few different choices here and there.
His name was Johnny Gillespie.
Find a Johnny Gillespie in your life.
Not necessarily a homeless person.
But someone you feel comfortable in sharing some details.
Then we optimists can go back to being just that, optimists.
With that stated, I do honestly and sincerely believe that this is going to be the greatest day of my life.
“A happy heart make the face cheerful. Proverbs 15:13