Somedays are ‘those kind of days.’ You know the ones I’m talking about. You wake up tripping as you get out of bed. You try to be quiet so the rest of the family can sleep, but find yourself stepping on every creak in the floor, or worse, dropping the soap in the shower (which had my husband thinking I had fallen and broken my neck), or spilling the dry catfood on the floor. I don’t know if the catfood woke anyone up, but my frustrating choice of words probably did. You’re running late to work only to discover you have worn the pants with the huge grass stain on them; or my favorite, worn two
mis-matched shoes. You hit and kill an indecisive squirrel on your drive to work. Your workday feels like a series of mishaps where you can’t find what you are looking for, or you lose everything you are typing, or the boss is needy and demanding the whole day. You come home thinking you’ll finally find some peace. You change clothes, freshen up, and take the dog for a relaxing walk only to have the skies open up and pour down rain…yes we all have ‘those kind of days.’
Call it ‘grumbling’ or grumpy or whatever, but I don’t like feeling that way because I’m generally a happy person. Needless to say, I had one of ‘those days.’ The more that happened the grumpier I became and the unhappier I felt with myself. It is a vicious cycle.
And then I turned my eyes to God, my Creator, my Redeemer, my Savior. I didn’t open my bible, but I did find myself pleading (as many do) for God to help me out
of the troubles because I couldn’t see the end of an aggravating day.
And then, God showed me that I had been blessed with good health all day despite my poor attitude. I had been blessed with safety, despite all the “butter finger” events. I had been blessed with a job that pays my bills and provides for my family despite the frustrations of the day. I had been blessed to pick fresh food from my garden despite the downpour of rain.
I had been blessed. I am blessed. God will continue to bless.
I’ve no doubt that I’m going to have some of ‘those kind of days’ in the future, but it is my hope that my grumblings will be “hollow” and that I will open my eyes to the blessings around me, recognize how blessed I am, and hopefully adjust my attitude into joyful gratitude.
How about you? Ever had one of ‘those kind of days?’ What do you do to keep from getting bogged down in grumbling, or do you?