One of the problems I have with believing in God is that for God to exist then he must know what is in the future and if that is the case then we have no control over our lives. How can someone be happy knowing there is nothing they can do to affect the course of their lives?
Anywho, I quite like this poem that my nanna has hanging on her wall:
SUCCESS
To laugh often and much;
To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children;
To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends;
To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others;
To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition;
To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded
I believe that "success" could just as easily be replaced with "happiness".
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