God's ironclad rule.

I try to not allow myself to be sad. At least, for very long. I’d rather allow sadness only on a momentary basis. Because often I can’t do anything about whatever it is that makes me sad. If I continue to lament endlessly, it doesn’t do any good. In fact, it’s likely to do mental and physical and emotional harm. That’s why I put up with political nonsense. Because I can’t do anything about it. Or if something tragic happens. Such as a devastating earthquake. I can’t undo the earthquake. Maybe even god can’t. Maybe god himself has limits. I imagine that god is a truly happy being. Anything but sad. Otherwise, it would make no sense being god. Therefore, I try to emulate god. I’d think that god would actively discourage people from being sad. Especially if it’s a prolonged sadness. Such as clinical depression. Hard for me to imagine god going into full-scale depression. Not with all the wherewithal at god’s disposal. God could merely talk to himself. Yes, use talk therapy. He wouldn’t have to take an anti-depressant. He’d talk himself into happiness. In the kingdom of heaven, no sadness is allowed. I’m sure of it. That is god’s ironclad rule. –Jim Broede