Sometimes I wonder if happiness is a form of denial. Now that I have your attention(!) let me explain that for a moment.
Since preaching on Psalm 1—“how blessed/happy is the person who does not walk in the counsel of the wicked or stand in the path of sinners or sit in the seat of scoffers” (vs. 1)—I have been meditating on the part of happiness that seems particularly elusive, if not as downright slippery as a greased pig at the county fair. Sometimes I actually wonder if happiness is the coward’s way out; of chalking up the difficulties of life and the grievousness of sin by medicating myself into a false reality that “don’t worry; be happy” actually works. Biblical happiness is not this way, but I have caught myself thinking that happiness in [you fill in the blank] situation is inappropriate.
Happiness (wrongly) seems trite, like putting a Band-Aid® on the still-hemorrhaging tragedies of our experience. For instance, if I am happy now—just after I blew my top with [you fill in the blank] or just after [you fill the in the blank] really hurt me or just after watching footage of horrible carnage in the [you fill in the blank] part of the world—then I would be out of touch with reality, or treat sin lightly, or settle for far less than holiness in me and in others. Or to put it another way, it seems that somehow I do not deserve to be happy right now because, for instance, my [you fill in the blank] doesn’t want a relationship with me anymore or my dream of [you fill in the blank] must now be buried in the backyard next to last year’s pet gerbils. Happiness seems wrong because if I am happy now when [you fill in the blank] is still raging in the background, then I resign to this horrible heartbreak, capitulate and somehow convey that heartbreak doesn’t matter all that much.
But this is wrong reasoning, because God doesn’t endorse sin with His happiness. Even with the fatal sin of humans and the marring of humanity on a global scale God is still content in Himself; He is blessed/happy/fortunate. God is perfectly happy and His happiness is not a state of denial. He continues to be happy even when things are horribly wrong (humanly speaking). He continues to be happy even when the ones He created for relationship with Him and each other are twisted and mangled and neglected and abused.
While preaching Psalm 1 I wondered out loud and extemporaneously if there were any biblical references to the happiness of God—not thinking there were any. It turns out that there are at least two explicit references to the happiness of God. In the very sentence amid several examples of wrecked lives (1 Timothy 1:9-10) Paul praises God as “the blessed/happy God” (1:11). Again in chapter 6, God is given—as His very name—“the blessed/happy and only Sovereign, the King of kings and Lord of lords, who alone possesses immortality and dwells in unapproachable light, whom no man has seen or can see. To Him be honor and eternal dominion! Amen” (1 Timothy 6:15-16).
So, being happy does not endorse, minimize, or excuse tragedy—it is a derivative of having a relationship with the God whose perfect, self-sufficient bliss is generously shared with us.
