Monday's diary

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   Different people smile for different reasons, Often times we always give that warm smile when we want to take beautiful photos, met friends or people for the first time, to make them feel welcomed. On most cases we smile to defend the content of our heart,deep down in us, we are probably not happy as the percentage of smile expressed.

    Humans are insatiable, our wants are variable,and this could determine our state of happiness.The heart is the central point of a man's life,the moment it stops beating, the man dies. Unhappiness has clouded our heart, because of some Unacheivements, past mistakes, present state, and hurts from people, making it difficult for the heart to function effectively,that's the devil's strategy to cut short man's life span. We could come out of this by being contended with what we have and achieved, this doesn't mean settling for less,but striving for more with contentment, the word of God says in 1 Timothy 6:6 "Godliness with contentment is great gain ". Contentment brings joy, 'Happiness can be expressed outwardly but joy is the content of the heart'-DorA.

philippians 4:11 says "Not that I am speaking of being in need ,for I have learned, in whatever situation, I am to be content". Strive for contentment ,it comes with an 'inevitable smile '



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