“Those” days come at me without warning.
I gracefully glide out of bed (yeah right– more like roll out with a groan) and shuffle to the kitchen.
(I try to shuffle quietly because our son’s room is right there. I’m a shuffling, covert, early morning ninja).
I fire up the espresso machine (we fondly call him Juan Valdez) and will Juan to be as quiet as possible.
Finally, the manna from heaven in a cup is ready.
I take a sip and… GAK. Coffee grounds.
I’m not sure how that happened, other than I am drowsy and making coffee in the dark, but we all have those days when we have to chew our coffee.
I confess, that not too long ago, starting out like that would have ruined my day. Seriously. I’m not exaggerating. That was the season before I had the courage to ask for help with my emotional volatility and anxiety… So now, my Happy Pills (coupled with Jesus of course) help me to be more resilient.
And let me tell you what: It is a VERY encouraging feeling.
We live in a fallen world. We are all going to have days that start off a bit bumpy. But how we react to them not only dictates how we will view the rest of our day but also how we view our God in heaven.
He doesn’t expect us to pretend like every day is sunshine, roses and puppy dog tails. He was there the day humanity fell, and I’m sure it completely broke His heart.
Thankfully, on days when we have to chew our coffee, we can drink deeply from The Living Water.
Jesus is our best bet for spiritual (and sometimes physical, mental, and emotional) caffeine!
On the tough days, we can turn to Him, knowing that He sees all and knows all.
If it matters to us, it matters to Him. And just because we have a bad moment doesn’t mean we automatically have to have a bad day.
Unfortunately, the enemy of our soul, that big dumb Jerkface Satan, wants us to believe otherwise.
He doesn’t fight fair. He hits us below the belt. As we stand there in the dark with a mouthful of coffee grounds, he will whisper lies like, “See? Even the simple joys aren’t possible today. You might as well not even try. Give up. Be mad. You deserve to be angry. There’s no way this day will shape up to what you hope it will be.”
Since this is a Christian blog, I can’t say what I want to say to him, because it doesn’t include appropriate language for a Jesus follower (plus I have little kids that I don’t need them repeating things I say like that, even in the dark to Satan).
Instead, we can make a choice. Choose to laugh. Roll our eyes and shake it off. Dump out the cup and start again (or, if you are extra tough and REALLY love coffee, just keep chewing).
God has given us a sense of humor for a reason. For me, that is a major source of resilience. That is how I deal with the challenges of this world.
So maybe those days when we have to chew our coffee aren’t so bad after all.
“On a good day, enjoy yourself; On a bad day, examine your conscience. God arranges for both kinds of days So that we won’t take anything for granted.” ~Ecclesiastes 7:14
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