27 sunshine Avenue.

Somebody recently asked me what exactly sunshine avenue was.
I didn’t know until then, that it wasn’t something that I could explain in just one sentence......
well technically, my birthday is on the 27th and I live in constant sunshine (or try to) so that makes my address sunshine avenue right (since I live in sunshine) but I need a plot number on sunshine avenue.... there are many bright, sunny and bubbly people out here, I cant have the whole avenue to myself, so I picked a street number, and what better number than my birthday.

But 27 Sunshine Avenue was in existence way before this blog... it’s always been there, in my diary, on my face book page.
It’s an ideal, sunshine avenue represents the happiness in my life.... for a very long time, happiness eluded me... everything was sad... the world seemed like such a sad place. University life is a crazy fast track to depression... party all night, hang over all day, and you have an assignment to hand in the next day.... gosh! How did I ever do that?

So here I was, a person who had every reason to be happy, but for some reason, only 10% of my time was spent at Sunshine Avenue... I had a home, a happy home, (on sunshine avenue), and I lived on the street.... and I didn’t think it was my fault...
I didn’t know yet that happiness was a choice, choice of lifestyle, choice of attitude... what you eat, what you drink, what you read, who you go to for advice.... those are choices you make, and these choices can make you unhappy.

Soon after I found out I was in control, I made the decision to go to church, and I met God..... actually it wasn’t a meeting per se, it was more like I accidentally fell off a cliff and instead of falling on a hard rocky surface and getting up bruised, I was caught in pillows of honey (I always imagine that they must be the ultimate best since they are both comfortable and delicious. ha-ha.)
And when I got up, I wasn’t bruised. In fact,  not only did I feel better, but the pillows of honey are all around me, no matter where I go, I am constantly falling in pillows of honey...... and what is more "sunshine avenue" than pillows of honey?

So now I have a home that I live in... I am always happy; Thanks to God and all the wonderful things he shows me every day..... Thanks to hope and grace and love (and all the other girls names ha-ha)
Thanks to my new found faith in Christ Jesus, I am always, always ALWAYS! At
27 Sunshine Avenue!