Sometimes the most ordinary days are the
most rewarding days. It is those days of extreme normalcy that you can see the work of the Divine.
The morning may start out with four screaming, whining, arguing, I-can’t find my gloves, I lost my homework, he touched me, she looked at me kiddos. But the joy you feel when they all make it to the bus on time; a moment of euphoria and each morning, I do my Snoopy Dance of joy.
Work might be just organizing files, working on the competencies portfolio, taking phone calls, reviewing sermon notes but the happiness I have to have a job and a job I love makes me feel happiness. Then back to the house to do dinner and bedtime. And then it is time feed them and start it all over again.
Even though I am still struggling to walk and use my hand. I can say I found a gratefulness that I am still alive.
Today I still have the headache but I am alive. I am God’s child and grateful.
I can wallow in self pity or live as a child of God. That is a no brainier.