self help books
walks in the woods
dinner with friends
a great job
a nice home
coffee with cream and sugar
chocolate ice cream
and the countless other things.
None of these things, no matter how wonderful some of them are, none of them filled the void.
In college, my heart was restless, ill at ease. On one desperate day, I asked a friend from China, begged him, really, to tell me that things were better where he was from. Are people happy there? Is happiness even possible? I asked. I remember there were tears in my eyes.
He looked forlorn. He didn't understand the question.
He was an atheist, of course.
Maybe if he had been a Christian he would have recognized the yawning hole in my soul and said
"yes, it is possible to be happy"
It IS possible.