Right now I am inclined to take one glance at the events of today, crumple up my evaluations of anything good about it, and flick them into the wastebasket, like paper toss. Why? Because the glaringly obvious evidence for a bad day is much clearer than the subtler rays of light vying for attention. I would much rather list the numerous reasons why I want to let big fat tears drench a Kleenex. Why lounging in front of a TV with a carton of cookies and cream ice cream sounds so simply heavenly.
You know what I'm talking about. You nod because you had one of those days last week. Did you give in to the strong urge to throw a temper tantrum? I'm on the verge. I haven't had a day like this in a while.
I remember my affliction and my wandering,
the bitterness and the gall.
I well remember them,
and my soul is downcast within me.
YET....
Yet,
Yet this I call to mind
and therefore I have hope:
Because of the LORD’s great love we are not consumed,
for his compassions never fail.
They are new every morning;
great is your faithfulness.
I say to myself, “The LORD is my portion;
therefore I will wait for him.”
The LORD is good to those whose hope is in him,
to the one who seeks him;
it is good to wait quietly
for the salvation of the LORD.
It is good for a man to bear the yoke
while he is young.
(Lamentations 3:19-27)
Look at the bright side, Brooke! What was good about today?
- Black bean burgers for lunch!
- Study time with the lovely Julie at the best coffee shop in town (JP's)
- High compliments on a religion paper
- The prospect of a super cool new job
I will not give in! I will wake up tomorrow morning (hopefully not ten minutes before I have to be somewhere... yes, that happened today...) and commence life anew. Tomorrow morning I'll welcome the day with my Bible and the hope that God is doing something through the silly circumstances that make my sensitive, tired heart overwhelmed and ready to quit.
BECAUSE OF THE LORD'S GREAT LOVE WE ARE NOT CONSUMED.
Hallelujah :-)
that's the spirit! It's amazing what listing your blessings and the good things that happened can do to change your perspective when you feel like a leaky pipe held together with duct tape.. duct tape that is quickly losing its adhesive abilities! I totally get that. I love you. come home soon, okay?
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