So, what is the secret to eternal happiness you ask? Coffee.

We just finished watching a movie in class called Waiting for Guffman. It's a good movie, really funny. It's about these small town people who throw a big celebration of their town every year and one year a new, completely insane, flamboyant man from New York moves there and wants to put on a play of the towns history. Now, there's an underlying theme of the sadness that these small town people just can't seem to shake. My english teacher calls it the "silence" but whatever. My deadly sharp point is, I can't help but wonder if there's a little bit of this "silence" in all of our lives. In the movie it's because they aren't happy with the monotony of their day to day, and when the new guy comes in and shakes things up, they get to be on stage and they realize that they can't go back to their old lives, they all move and attempt lives at show biz. Are they really happy after that? I can't say. They seem to be. Are we all happy? From time to time. Under our circumstances. Are celebrities happy? I'm thinking quite obviously not. We think we'd be happy if we just had the fame, just had the clothes, just had all the love in the world but we get those things, or know people who get those things and we're happy for a while but it fades. So what is the secret to eternal happiness you ask? Coffee. Hah, just kidding. Jesus Christ. And a lot of him. To come face to face with the Creator and know your purpose, know that you're loved, and know that he cannot act apart from love.

--Jenn