If it weren’t for the daily practice of expressing gratitude, I’m certain I would have lost my temper with my pup when she barfed all over the bed at 1 a.m. this morning. The bed whose sheets I’d just changed just hours before.
I’d be lying if I said I accepted the unfortunate event with a smile. I was highly irritated, to say the least. But a funny thing happened while I was stripping the bed (and making a dramatic production out of it, I might add.) I thought, This is the day the Lord has made. I will rejoice and be glad in it. I am not kidding.
How weird is that? I am the last one to automatically think of a Biblical passage at a time like this, but that’s exactly what happened, and all I could do was laugh. I’m sure my husband, still groggy from being rousted from a sound sleep, thought I was insane.
Really, God? You made this day just for me? Thanks, I guess.
I’m not sure how or why, but my attitude changed from being really ticked off to just plain Acceptance. After all, it was what it was, and no amount of angst on my part was going to change anything.
Incredibly, I was able go go back to sleep for a few hours and wake up fully rested. Plus, I’ve already been to the laundromat and back. It’s still mid-morning, and I have what’s left of a beautiful, sunny day to enjoy. Given it’s already been a series of unexpected events, I can’t wait to see what else the day might hold. I’m grateful for the day the Lord has made.
All this is for your benefit, so that the grace that is reaching more and more people may cause thanksgiving to overflow to the glory of God. ~2 Corinthians 4:15
