Van Gogh's depiction of grief in his drawing titled "Sorrow" is stunning. He was able to perfectly capture the emotion of his subject, immortalized it in a paper, for future generations to see but as fresh and alive as he has first penciled such a masterpiece. But why did he choose to draw such a depressing subject for art? Perhaps this particular drawing depicts more of his inner side than what a such would like to suggest for anything else. Was he a sad man his entire life? Did he fall victim of trying to do everything for happiness and yet, as a result, only found himself all the more wanting or craving for it? And, in the middle of unstable sanity, his love affair with his art offered him no best option than that of taking his own life when he's at the peak of what he loves to do producing one masterpiece after another.
Don't let the glow of your smile be covered with the gloom of sorrow in your sunny face, Vincent. Life is a garden by which we have to radiate back the fullness of its beauty, joy, and love to the world. Laugh, love, express, dream, and truly live.
Sometimes some things may come to exist because we keep them alive in our hearts. Keep, therefore, the good things and discard the undesirable ones. For the most part, in our desperate quest to be happy, we hit the wrong side of the road. There is more than what happiness can only do and offer: it is joy. The joy that brings us all above the material things this world has plenty of.
To be joyful is to be able to feel happiness in the midst of sorrow. It's not about what makes us happy, but in the delight of being used as God's instruments for good. Joy is the inner satisfaction, a state by which we wouldn't want to be anything else than what God wants us to do and to be.