Wow, the blessings overflow!
I whacked the top of my blaring alarm clock and threw my pillow over my head. What a dreary day. The first day back after vacation was tough enough, but thinking about my to-do list made me want to go back to sleep. I dragged myself out of bed and reviewed my list for the day.
Catch up on laundry. Get groceries. Get the oil changed in the van. Run to the bank to make a house payment. Bake a treat for my daughter’s class. Finish writing an article. Take the girls to piano lessons. By the time the school bus drove away, my list had grown longer.
I threw a pile of laundry into the washer and headed on my way. As the windshield wipers smacked against the windshield, I longed for one more relaxing day at the beach. Pushing a cart full of groceries through the pouring rain seemed like a cruel welcome home.
As I pulled into the parking space a thought crossed my mind. What if my kids were grumbling like this? I'd probably tell them: You just had a great vacation ... instead of complaining, how about being thankful for what you have? Ouch. Maybe I needed a new perspective. After all, I had a choice to make. I could choose a bad attitude, or I could choose to be grateful.
I thought about my to-do list full of mundane tasks. In reality, everything on the list was evidence of a blessing.
Though my groceries might get a little wet, my family wouldn’t go hungry. Though it took time to drive across town to the bank, we had a comfortable home and a steady paycheck. Though getting the oil changed wasn’t very exciting, I had reliable transportation - and a good book to read while I waited.
I sprinted through the rain to the front doors of the grocery store. “Lovely day, huh,” the grocery store clerk mumbled, handing me a cart.
“Yep,” I said with a smile.
My day wasn’t about running errands and doing laundry. I was managing our blessings. Thinking about it from that perspective, suddenly made the day much brighter.
Catch up on laundry. Get groceries. Get the oil changed in the van. Run to the bank to make a house payment. Bake a treat for my daughter’s class. Finish writing an article. Take the girls to piano lessons. By the time the school bus drove away, my list had grown longer.
I threw a pile of laundry into the washer and headed on my way. As the windshield wipers smacked against the windshield, I longed for one more relaxing day at the beach. Pushing a cart full of groceries through the pouring rain seemed like a cruel welcome home.
As I pulled into the parking space a thought crossed my mind. What if my kids were grumbling like this? I'd probably tell them: You just had a great vacation ... instead of complaining, how about being thankful for what you have? Ouch. Maybe I needed a new perspective. After all, I had a choice to make. I could choose a bad attitude, or I could choose to be grateful.
I thought about my to-do list full of mundane tasks. In reality, everything on the list was evidence of a blessing.
Though my groceries might get a little wet, my family wouldn’t go hungry. Though it took time to drive across town to the bank, we had a comfortable home and a steady paycheck. Though getting the oil changed wasn’t very exciting, I had reliable transportation - and a good book to read while I waited.
I sprinted through the rain to the front doors of the grocery store. “Lovely day, huh,” the grocery store clerk mumbled, handing me a cart.
“Yep,” I said with a smile.
My day wasn’t about running errands and doing laundry. I was managing our blessings. Thinking about it from that perspective, suddenly made the day much brighter.
