It’s out!
You can find episodes 1 AND 2 on Spotify, Apple Podcasts, or wherever else you listen.
I don’t know what to say to make you want to listen to Season 1 of The Happiest Saddest People (In all honesty, I hardly feel compelled to convince you, because I love it so much, and can’t you just take my word?), but I’ll take a shot anyway.
Here’s the instagram summary:
That description is fine. But I have a better one: The Happiest Saddest People is the story of how far God will go to be with His children. But that’s a bit of a spoiler. It takes us a few episodes to get there…
If you’re thinking of The Happiest Saddest People like a podcast, you probably have the wrong idea. Unless you’re thinking of Holy Ghost Stories. It’s actually quite a lot like that, just fast forward a couple thousand years.
Here’s what you’ll find if you listen:
A girl who’s aching to feel safe in a world that isn’t
A woman who wants to hold on but can’t stop losing
A story that might have ended one way but then God
Love lost and found
A little bit of drowning, a dunk of baptism, death, and (somehow) abundant life
Questions like flares and Hail Marys
Hope. But not the blinding kind. The star-over-Bethlehem kind.
A prophecy
Time jumps (because what is time, really)?
A love letter to Florida. It couldn’t be helped.
Bunnies
Shoutouts to Virginia Woolf and Victor Hugo
Meditations on “God’s silence”
Happiness and sadness—so much of both
To be entirely clear, The Happiest Saddest People is a STORY. It’s a true story. It’s a story told out of order. It holds back and leaves you wondering and doesn’t always say everything in the most straightforward way. It gives you space to remember and wonder and hope. It’s not just about the facts of things—it’s about what it feels like to try to understand the mysteries of death, life, faith, love, and Yahweh.
And here’s the last thing I’ll say:
I don’t know anyone who loves God more than I do (though I know plenty of people who love Him just as much). That’s not a brag. It’s a gift. This is the story of how God won my heart.
I hope He uses it to win yours.
-JL
I lost a little brother when I was 13. I still feel those emotions today at 72.
God is there in all. Thank you for sharing .