Perhaps you awakened in a better mood, but early on someone, or something, tore a hole in better and suddenly you could bite that proverbial nail in two.
Yesterday morning something tore a hole in my better mood. It appeared to revolve around my husband, whose greatest offense was that it was his birthday. Probably not his fault, and since it was his birthday, one of those with an "0" at the end and you feel it is a bit more special, I thought I owed it to him to keep looking for the culprit.
By the time I got to the track to walk, I understood where I let myself get punctured. I had put off a task the night before--washing my husband's new jeans so he had them to wear on his day--and then became exasperated that the washer didn't go into sonic speed to make up for my bad. I actually became annoyed that the washer...um, did its job--the way it always does.
A few rounds of the track left me with this truth: I could feel angry all day because my expectations were ridiculous, or I could ask God to forgive my procrastination (easily accomplished) and forgive myself (much harder to do).
As I walked forward, I knew I had to walk it back.
I made peace with the washer, but more importantly, with myself. The hole in my better mood was repaired, and the day could be what God offered from the beginning:
A celebration of life, truly the chart of every day.Find the courage and grace to walk it back.
