Sometimes it is easy to see what is wrong in the world. Frankly, there is so much. But today, I determine to see what is right. I woke up to a new day full of possibilities. Full of opportunities to operate within a positive attitude. To see the blessings. See the eternal. See the glory. It all started last night...
Yesterday was rainy. Not a "Gee, we really need this rain," sort of day. A drizzly, yucky, rainy after what has already been a failure of a year in the weather department day. Groan.
I spent the day going from one menial task to the next. Each time I glanced outside I had to fight the urge to go back to bed.
My son, on the other hand, spent his day alternating between a book and our canoe. He spent quite a bit of time in the drizzle on the pond out back with his iPod. He was using it, I found out later, to take pictures. A favorite hobby of his.
It was last night, when the sun we never did see had set and the rain had stopped that set the tone for my mood today. My son told me that he dropped his iPod in the water. Three times.
A little background information. My boy, bless him, is very much like me. He wants things to go smoothly. He wants days to be sunny and jobs to be completed without any mishaps. I mean, who doesn't? But sometimes those of us who don't, you know, go with the flow as easily, we have a hard time with mishaps like an iPod submerged in the water. Three times.
What he said to me after I groaned, however, hit me like a brick. He said something like, "Mom, an iPod is just a temporary thing. It isn't eternal." Zing! Bam! Pow!
I felt like a cartoon character that just had a piano dropped on her. Did my son really say that? My son? Don't get me wrong. He's a great kid, but that is not the sort of answer I expect from him when the iPod he painstakingly saved his dollars for fell in the water. Three times.
To top it off, I saw the pictures he posted on facebook of lily pads dotted with raindrops. Lovely. Should I call an art gallery in NYC?
This morning as I was reading from the Bible, I was struck by a passage: Psalm 19:1-2, "The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they display knowledge."
Rain? A blessing. iPod in the water? Temporary. God's creation? Glorious. Today it is drizzly again. There is not one cloud in the sky but so many there is not a spot of blue. Nevertheless, the skies proclaim the work of God's hands. Hands that are so much bigger than any problem this world can produce. Hands that made a sky. Blessings. Eternal. Glory.
ENCOURAGEMENT: Look up when bad things happen and remember: The troubles of this world are temporary.
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