Good Day … Bad Day

-by John Ingrisano

I don’t know about you, but every day, I tend to judge and assess the day.  I do this by myself, as well as when anyone asks, “How are you today?” as I go through some mental left-side, right-side inventory of good stuff, bad stuff.

But isn’t every day a blessing, a gift from God?  Sure, we may not always see it as such (this past month, one friend had a stroke; another was diagnosed with leukemia, so I suspect neither one of them is all that thrilled with these blessings), but it is all in God’s hands.  If He is good, He is good all the time.  So, even if something makes no sense to us, that does not mean that it makes no sense.

My point:  That’s where trust comes in, pure and simple faith in God and His promise.  So, maybe we need to stop judging the days that God gives us.  They’re all God’s days, and they’re all blessings.  – jri

“I waited patiently for the Lord to help me,
and he turned to me and heard my cry.
He lifted me out of the pit of despair,
out of the mud and the mire.
He set my feet on solid ground
And steadied me as I walked along.
He has given me a new song,
a hymn of praise to our God.”
- King David
Psalm 40:1-3

I have a melancholy streak that runs through me.  I get that from my father.  (This is often at conflict with the joy I get from my mother’s temperament.)  So, once in a while I get the blues, a sadness that washes over me.  However, I have learned – correction, God has taught me – to just sit tight and trust.  I’ve also learned that these blue times can become days of reflection, of special closeness to God.  (These contrast with the good-morning-God-thanks-for-everything-gotta-go-bye days of rushing around.)  So, even a bout of melancholy now and then makes sense, has a purpose, is in fact a blessing.  May you enjoy your blessings today, even those that seem like very unlikely ones.

John Ingrisano
Daily Connections
209 Church Street
Algoma, WI 54201
(920) 559-3722
January 27, 2012