Today has been long. It’s the end of a trying week and I feel spent. I just want to watch Netflix and chill.
I’ve been somewhat discouraged today, and I know it’s a culmination of smaller stressors that I have not processed and let go of. And I’ve been tired and pressing the snooze button almost every morning. Twice. So my REM sleep is all jacked and I spend the day in a fog. I know this will be the result of snoozing, but I do it anyway. Why do I do these things…
And to make the morning worse, Costco was out of Cameron’s organic coffee again and we took home a different brand that just tastes so nasty.
Fact: Bad coffee = bad morning.
To top it all off, my time with God has consisted of throwing up haphazard prayers that sound complainly and garbled and confusing. And I haven’t spent time in the Word beyond pressing my Bible app and hurriedly reading the verse of the day before schlepping into work.
But if I pause and reflect, and allow myself to let go, I know that somewhere there has been good in my day. I am reminding myself, especially because this week feels like one gigantic, unending day, that there is always something good.
Today, the weather was crisp, breezy, and smelled like fall. I love fall, so this something in my day was really good.
Maybe you spent your day up to your ears in laundry, or parenting screaming toddlers, or sorting through piles of paperwork. Maybe you argued with your sister, or someone hurt your feelings, or you are still looking for a job and you just can’t.
I know it’s hard, believe me, I know. But, take a moment and look. Close your eyes, release the breath, and look for the miracles in your day. Let them speak to your soul about a God who planned them for you in just that way. You might have to dig a little. But…there is always something good.