Oh What a Day, Oh What a Night

Oh what a day, oh what a day.

My baby brother ran away.

I’m eight years old and turning gray.

Oh what a day, oh what a day.

Shel Silverstein

I used to chant this when I was teaching a class with behavior issues. Some days we all just sort of were off track and needed to be reminded that life was not horrible, hit the reset button and begin again. The behavior charts would be wiped clean and everyone had the opportunity to have a fresh start, a second chance. 

Too often I get off track whether it is with eating Keto, gossip, feeling abandoned, or just pouting about silly things. Then instead of taking a deep breath and hitting reset I start the ‘beating myself up’ phase and stay stuck wallowing in my misstep. What a waste of time. Yet, I do this over and over wasting my time. If only I could remember to refer to Shel and get past it quicker and just forgive myself. Someday! 

Last night, I didn’t sleep much worrying about a loved one. The not knowing what is going on with them is the hardest part. The truth is that I won’t be in the dark forever and whatever is going on is not something I can do anything about. So I need to do what I intend to do. Pray. Rest in the fact that God knows and loves them way more than I do. Life will unfold and I need to trust that it will be if not okay at least in His hands.

Philippians 4:6-8 The Passion Translation (TPT)

6 Don’t be pulled in different directions or worried about a thing. Be saturated in prayer throughout each day, offering your faith-filled requests before God with overflowing gratitude. Tell him every detail of your life, 7 then God’s wonderful peace that transcends human understanding, will make the answers known to you through Jesus Christ.[a] 8 So keep your thoughts continually fixed on all that is authentic and real, honorable and admirable, beautiful and respectful, pure and holy, merciful and kind. And fasten your thoughts on every glorious work of God,[b] praising him always.

In Him,

Joyful

2-12-19