Was composing an e-mail to a friend detailing my complaints of the day, headache, didn’t sleep well, etc. and then I was stopped mid sentence. By voicing those complaints, I was giving them power. I was allowing them to become the focus of my thoughts and deeds and they were negative. I didn’t delete them, but I changed my tune.
Every good and perfect gift comes from my Father in heaven and today is a gift. And I was raining all over His precious gift to me with my negative complaints. Facebook contained several posts yesterday of Monday bashing. No, Monday is not my favorite day, but at least I was alive and kicking to live through it, lots of people weren’t. And I know God is up there shaking his head about how I complain over the little stuff and that’s because I give the big stuff to him, but I try to handle the little stuff myself.
Have you ever given someone a gift and were all excited because you spent lots of time and picked out something super special and they were kind of eh? That’s what I did to God this morning. He gave me this glorious Texas spring day gift wrapped, full of possibilities and I went eh. I’m sorry.
As I’ve said before, I do not bound out of bed in the morning, it takes the equivalent of TNT to blast me out, so I do not jump up ready to face the day, and God made me and I think he understands that, but I usually try to thank him for the night’s sleep, (as my Dad says “the rest of the night” which always confused me. We were sitting at the breakfast table and he was thanking him for the rest of the night when night was over. It took me years before I realized he was thanking him for the REST of the night.) And usually I will invite Him into my day, and I failed to do that this morning.
Every good and perfect gift comes from him and I rained all over this one. So from this second on I am taking him up on his offer to spend the day with me. I will invite him into every little thing I do today and see what surprises He has in store for me.
“Father, forgive me for ignoring you this morning and raining all over your gift to me. I look forward to spending the day with you, seeing things through your eyes. Thank you for your grace which covers my selfishness in ways I can’t even comprehend. I love you. Please take my hand and let’s discover this day together.”
Shalom,
Stevie
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