Some days are harder than others. Today was a very sick day. I’ve worn my pajama sweatshirt all day. My hair is dirty and I couldn’t get a shower. I moved from my bed, to laying in the recliner. I entered a few contests and checked email. My husband made me lunch and I sat up on the couch to eat. Then, I laid down on the couch and watched some TV. I got up and made a very easy (5 minute) marinade for some chicken and stuck in the fridge. I felt so awful I went back to bed and watched some LOST. I got up and turned on the oven and put the chicken in to bake. I laid back down on the couch and wrote this blog.
I’m tempted to think this day was a total waste. But it wasn’t! This day was not a waste!
How can I say that? Every day, I know that I am loved and valued by God. And if the only thing that happens today is that I give my heart back to him in love and devotion, then my day has not been wasted.
I will sing to the Lord as long as I live. I will praise my God to my last breath! ~Psalm 104:33
So all day long, when I was tempted to feel that this was a wasted day, I closed my eyes, and remembered how much I love God for loving me, and I mentally lifted my heart up to him in worship.
What an amazingly valuable lesson I have learned in the midst of a very difficult situation.