There Will Be Bad Days

There will be bad days.
There will be days when you want to pull the covers over your head and just stay there.
There will be days like this, when you don't want anyone to call on you, ask favors of you, or tell you what to do.
Yeah, there will be bad days.

When my kids are having a hard day, I try to sit down with them and get to the bottom of their frustration. After all, bad days don't come without reason.

Usually, once we figure out the reason for the frustration, we are able to talk through the issue and work towards a solution that not only solves the problem, but also serves as a reminder that our days are what we make of them.

They can choose to let their circumstances determine their attitudes, or they can choose joy... regardless of the circumstances. Joy doesn't mean everything is worked out. It doesn't mean there aren't struggles. Joy isn't circumstantial happiness. It's a settled state of contentment, confidence and hope. It's trusting that God is bigger than any circumstances. Is it hard to do? Absolutely. But is it worth it? Yeah, yeah it is.

I learn some of the best lessons from my kids. Though, sometimes it takes me longer to learn them!

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There are bad days.
There are days when I want to pull the covers over my head and just stay there.
There are days like this, when I don't want anyone to call on me, ask favors of me, or tell me what to do.
Yeah, there are bad days.

When I'm having a bad day, I often take it out on the people I love the most. I don't want to, but ultimately it's what happens, and I always regret it. My short temper, lack of attention, and just plain old grumpiness tends to spread like wildfire. You know what I mean.

Today, after a very long (and loud) trip to the grocery store with my two youngest should-have-been-napping boys, I was reminded of the lesson that I so often teach my boys. I don't have to let my circumstances determine my attitude. I can choose joy. I know this, of course, and repeat the lesson verbally more often than I can count. But actually practicing it? I need some more of that!

On the way home from the store, Mace softly said, "Mama, are we gonna have a good day still?" I was silent, and was instantly convicted with the lesson that I've taught him so many times. Sure, I can be frustrated ALL DAY about the trip to the store. I can be short with my kids, neglect my responsibilities at home and just be grumpy. It would be easy to do that. But I don't want that for them. And I don't want that for me. I want joy. I want to be a mama who lives what she teaches, in a real, honest way. It's a choice, friends. It's a choice every single day.

So today, even though I feel just a little bit grumpy, I choose joy. And I hope you will, too!