Do you get excited when you have a bad day?
How was your day, sweetie?
It was awful. I’m pumped! I wish this day would never end!
Yeah, I bet you’ve never had that conversation.
And I bet you’ve never texted this to your wife: “I love you, honey. I hope you have a bad day!” Yeah, do that and you’re sleeping on the couch, my friend.
I mean, no one just wants a bad day, but I’ve realized that I give the bad days way too much power over me.
Let’s just say that lately I’ve been, well, Eeyore. I’ve been very woe is me, very mopey. Do you ever get like that?
I mean, I’ve had some not-so-great days lately. I’ve had a cold for the past two weeks. #Flem. #HandSanitizer. I was involved in an auto accident in which the other driver fled the scene. #RentalCar. There have been a series of break-ins in our neighborhood that stressed me completely out. #NoSleep. I had a couple of really tough days at work. I’m having problems getting a refund from our medical insurance company…I’ve been on the phone with them 22 times in the last three weeks with no progress even though it should “only take a couple of days.” I can’t think of anything to write about that I think you’ll read. #WritersBlock. I’ve actually thought about quitting more lately than writing. Oh, and my dog ran away. (Okay, okay. I made that last one up…otherwise this would be a country song.)
Individually, none of those things are devastating, but collectively they’ve had me feeling like Pooh ate all my honey.
You could say the past couple of weeks haven’t gone exactly the way I planned. And it’s caused me to reflect a bit.
It finally hit me that God probably has a different definition of “bad day” than I do. In fact, I know He does.
Have you ever read the Purpose Driven Life? If not, here’s a quick summary: “It’s not about you.”
Why have I been so mopey lately? Because I’ve made everything about me. Not about my family. Not about how I can use my experiences to be a light in someone else’s world. About me.
None of those things should have affected my ability put others first. But they did.
Things rarely go the way I plan anyway. But I bet they often go the exact way God planned. Because He has a different agenda. He’s molding me and shaping me…just the way He wants…so that my life can benefit others.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m not saying that God rejoices in our bad days. Nothing could be further from the truth.
But, He doesn’t say it’s always going to be easy. He doesn’t say that some days aren’t going to really, really stink.
He does say, though, that He will work it all out for His good.
We just have to let the definition of good be His and not our own. And that definition is about Him and about other people.
So, let’s not give so much power to the bad days.
Let’s use them to help others. You probably have a friend that is going through something today (job loss, illness, etc.) that you went through yesterday and they can use your experience…your encouragement.
Even in our bad days, let’s be a light in someone else’s world. What do you think?
So, thanks for stopping by. I hope you have a bad day! 😉