Sometimes stuff happens. Sometimes our water heater goes kapoot, my mom gets locked out of the van 45 minutes away, people question my beliefs and my passion, I spend a day sick, friendships are beyond confusing, and a million other little things annoy me in less than a week. Sometimes I don't get to go to Peru like I had planned. Sometimes I have writer's block. Sometimes boys make things... complicated. Sometimes I realize my summer is going way too fast. Sometimes I get scared and confused and sometimes people ask what the rest of my life is gonna look like and I have no idea.
Sometimes happiness is a choice. Sometimes I cry out to God, and He brings peace to my heart. Sometimes I remember that I don't have to rely on yesterday's high because His mercies are new every morning. Sometimes Holy Spirit whispers secrets in my ear, and I end up grinning like an idiot. Sometimes I decide to laugh in the devil's face even while I'm crying. Sometimes I choose joy.