Today started out like most ordinary Fridays, with me peering through half closed eyes at the clock to check the time, then realizing its almost seven and feeling like I’m wasting the day away. I stumbled to the bathroom and on to the kitchen for coffee. Thursday is my Friday, so today I allowed myself to sleep late (for me) and take my time getting the day started.
Most Friday’s I do errands and this day would be no exception. As I journeyed to town, I took the time to thank God for the beauty all around me and to ask for His mercy throughout the day. I thanked Him for loving me and loved on Him as I enjoyed the view and the drive. I felt such peace and such a spirit of gratitude enveloped me. I determined in my heart that nothing would take that perfect peace away today.
I thought of a quote I had read this morning that said something about how we could be standing right next to someone who is completely broken and never even know it. I would approach others with this thought in mind and show love.
As I drove on, I didn’t sense any agitation over other drivers or traffic. I had a busy day ahead and many things to do, but I turned up “The Message”, sung along and resolved to do each errand without rushing and with patience and kindness.
Part of my list today included picking up some of my granddaughter’s medications. This can be a test in and of itself because often they aren’t ready, doctor hasn’t approved yet, they require a specialty pharmacy or a compound pharmacy (all things I would have never known about until Cali). I called the farthest pharmacy away (the compound pharmacy) and although that one wasn’t ready yet, they said they would text me when it was. My first actual stop was another pharmacy. The prescriptions weren’t quite ready here either, but they told me to come in and by the time I got to the counter, they would have them. They weren’t all covered by insurance, but the cashier offered to find a coupon that saved me $20.
One of these meds needed to be refrigerated, so I bought an inexpensive cooler and ice and was on my way to grab lunch. My hubby’s business needs required my next two stops and I found what I needed without delay and readied myself to kill time waiting on the other prescription. But, I got a text hours earlier than anticipated and proceeded to the other place, where everything was ready.
I went on about my day and every single conversation and experience was a pleasure. Traffic seemed to be waiting to give me the best spot in line; everyone was kind and helpful and returned my smiles. At my last stop, I talked to lady who was busily stocking shelves and she gave me a much appreciated compliment and then at the checkout I got to hear a story about a man who is helping build homes in earthquake devastated countries.
I left there with a grin on my face and the realization that today had been an extraordinarily good day; a day filled with peace and laughter. Many days are filled with impatience and agitation. Some “errand Fridays” I complain about traffic, rude people, long lines and anything else I can think of. Today, I didn’t!
Yes, I know that all days aren’t amazing and bad things happen, and we are faced with trials and troubles. However, I also know that how you approach your day makes a big difference in the outcome. Oh, the problems are going to show up. It’s how we deal with them that matters.
If I mediate on and implement the scriptures that say “love is patient and kind and long suffering” and the ones that say “think on good things” and “say things that edify others and build them up”, I know without a shadow of a doubt my day is going to go better than if I gripe, grumble and complain and look for the bad. If I meet others with a long face or a scowl, guess what I will probably get in return? If I greet the day with a grateful heart, thankful that I am saved by grace and given this precious gift that comes with such amazing peace I am much more likely to stay on the positive side of things.
As I sit here, errands done and the day winding down to a close I am thanking God again for His many blessings and for this anything but ordinary day.
Cali will be 5 months old on the 13th of this month and all she knows up until now is the inside of a room without outside windows. It is mostly white and very sterile. Thankfully, we can dress up the crib a bit and bring some toys in, but it’s just not home. We can’t roll around in the floor or fall asleep with her nestled on our chest. We have to wear yellow gowns to hold her and she is still attached to several lines or tubes.
Long walks and dark chocolate 