Wednesday was one of those days where I know I’m in a bad mood, but I can’t quite figure out why. Simply put—I woke up in a funk.
My mind could think of nothing more than unemployment. And medical bills. And loneliness. And the downright mean things other Christians say about those of us who are voting for Obama. And people who passive aggressively criticize my husband. Negativity broke my posture with every step I took, and by the middle of the day I’m pretty sure my body language was that of a giant
middle finger frown. I just couldn’t snap out of it.
To encourage a little pep in my step I decided to change my outfit, put on red lipstick and give myself a haircut. Opal laid at my feet the entire time to show support. Might not be the wisest idea for one in a bad mood, but in my case it worked out well. I now have straight across bangs!
I decided to sit down and read the day’s entry from Jesus Calling. I think it was written just for me. Actually, I think it was written to gently slap me in the face.
“When many things seem to be going wrong, trust Me. When your life feels increasingly out of control, thank Me. These are supernatural responses, and they can lift you above your circumstances. If you do what comes naturally in the face of difficulties, you may fall prey to negativism. Even a few complaints can set you on a path that is a downward spiral, by darkening your perspective and mind-set. With this attitude controlling you, complaints flow more and more readily from your mouth. Each one moves you steadily down the slippery spiral. The lower you go, the faster you slide; but it is still possible to apply brakes. Cry out to Me in My Name! Affirm your trust in Me, regardless of how you feel. Thank Me for everything, though this seems unnatural—even irrational. Gradually you will begin to ascend, recovering your lost ground. When you are back on ground level, you can face your circumstances from a humble perspective. If you choose supernatural responses this time–trusting and thanking Me—you will experience My unfathomable Peace.”
Slap in the face noted. I took Opal outside (since she can finally be outside in this cooler weather) to play fetch. I sat on the porch steps while watching her explore the yard and counted my blessings I could see in just that moment alone. A house. Cool weather. A luxuriously big yard. My health. A puppy! Sunshine. Hope.
I suddenly no longer wanted to sarcastically confront that passive aggressive meanie but instead be an example of kindness. Just as the sun was beating down on me so was an overwhelming joy penetrating my cranky exterior. I can change my shirt and chop my hair all I want, but if I can just remember to stop and give thanks, it’s really hard to stay in a funk.