Yesterday morning’s prayers got off to a rough start. Instead of thoughtfully considering my thoughts and needs, I got off onto a real rant and vent. It was not a productive way to pray nor did it accomplish anything except to make me more upset and frustrated. I also found it very disrespectful to speak to God that way.
There were multiple reasons for me being so bummed. It was a beautiful day outside and I resented going to work, even though the weekend had been equally beautiful and I spent significant time outside. This is tax season, so there is the stress of getting returns out. Also I was tired, not having slept well the night before.
None of these were good enough reasons to pray the way I prayed. I finally controlled my
monkey mind irrational behavior enough to pray for the following three things for the day:
I had a wonderful day. Seriously! It was a great day and a wonderful reply to prayer.
Here’s all the great things that happened:
- I stopped at Kroger to get some flowers on my way in to work. As I walked back to my car, the bread delivery guy gave me a big smile and laugh and said, “Thanks, but I don’t deserve them today!” I assure him he deserved them and we both laughed.
- I gave the flowers to my employee who was back for her first day since going on maternity leave. I figured there would be enough tears about going back to work and wanted to make her smile. She was thrilled and it did help her first day back.
- By lunch, returns were reviewed and in processing, and everything slowed down for a few hours. I went out for a wonderful lunch (plus dessert!), then took a short drive around Hollywood Cemetery to explore another section and take a few more pictures.
- An old friend called me in the afternoon. We’d lost touch after I left Omaha and I had a great 30 minutes catching up with him. I was in-between reviewing returns when he called and the call cheered me up to no end.
- After a wonderful supper prepared by my husband, I started reading the new J.D. Robb book, New York to Dallas. I didn’t finish it in one night, but I enjoyed reading as I petted the dog laying in my lap.
This photo is from the botanical gardens, a representation of how my day settled down into serenity. Except for that short time in the morning, it was a very very good day.
Word for tomorrow – MOVED. If you prefer to work ahead, see the list for the week under “A Word A Day”.
I am a backyard adventurer, philosopher and observer, recording my life in journals and photographs. Visit my blog at www.livingtheseasons.com or write me at dogear6 [at] gmail [dot] com.