For me, the sunflower is the happiest flower. That's probably because I spent most of my childhood in central Kansas. The sunflower is the state flower there. Not a lot of showy flowers grow wild there, but the sunflowers do. I have an emotional connection with sunflowers that I just don't have with most other flowers.
Now, does that make sunflowers better than the flowers that other people see as happiest? Of course not. If I'm going to really love other people, I must realize that in many ways their tastes are just as valid as mine, only different.
That's one of the challenges that every church constantly faces. Some people prefer one style of doing things. Other people prefer something different. I'm not talking about moral issues here nor matters of truth. I'm talking about style. How long should a sermon last? How fast should a piece of music be sung? Should a church dinner feature fried chicken or enchiladas or stir-fried vegetables with rice? Issues like these can be excuses for serious divisions within a church, or they can be sources of enjoyment of the Lord's creativity. Which way do you see such differences?