This is one of those Thursdays. You know the type. I woke up exhausted. I did run, but I missed my marks for speed, time and distance. I'm late with my blog post. All those nagging things I left on Wednesday are still there and they've brought friends. No delusions about progress today. It'll be a miracle just holding my ground.
This is the day the Lord has made. I will rejoice and be glad in it. Psalm 118:24
But I don't want to. I don't feel like it. I'd rather go back to bed.
God made the day. He knows what's in store for me and He's signed off on all of it. My frustration comes from having things unfold contrary to my expectations. Naturally, I expect everything to click along, smooth as silk. God knows my need for a sense of accomplishment may not be as great as my need for a deeper dependence on Him.
The thing is, it's not the day, or the God who made it that's the issue. It's my response to it. And I choose my response. I have my doubts whether I can pull "rejoicing" off. But by choosing it, the Holy Spirit takes over and He brings rejoicing.
How do you handle days when you feel behind or frustrated?