Yesterday was rough, even for a Monday. Rotten days result
from problems, people, or my perception of problems and people.
I realize what I consider a bad day would be a dream-come-true
for someone else. I experienced my bad day as an employed person in a climate
controlled workplace with free coffee. A purple PT Cruiser that I don’t have to
share with anyone else transported me to different locations on my bad day. My
closet is overstuffed with stylish clothing I can wear while I’m in turmoil.
(Yes, you’re supposed to laugh if you’ve seen my wardrobe.)
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Having said all that, yesterday was rough, even for a
Monday. I would have cried, had I had the energy to do so. When I got home, I
prayed and read my Bible and the study book I’m using. I asked my praying
friends to pray for me. Later on, I texted a request for chocolate to my son who
was shopping at the Lycoming Mall. He brought three bars of Gertrude Hawk home,
and I self-medicated with the peanut butter filled dark chocolate before
falling asleep watching Castle.
As I left for work this morning, I wondered if a miserable
Monday would birth a terrible Tuesday. I often listen to Fox & Friends on Sirius XM as I drive to school; it makes up
for having to turn off my TV and get dressed in the morning. But today I
figured I probably needed some encouragement from Christian radio, hoping they wouldn’t discuss the Appalachian Trail for ten minutes.
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And that is why “S” is for song, though it took a long time
for me to get here. I heard two songs during my commute which were exactly what
I needed to hear. Being of declining memory, I can only write about one of
them. I believe it was performed by Finding Favour (who must be British since
they don’t know how to spell favor). The other one had a lot of “w” words in
it; sorry, that’s all I got.
A few weeks ago, a college and FB friend shared an article
by a worship leader explaining why he no longer cares for contemporary
Christian music. One of his criticisms was the endless repetition of lyrics in
the songs. I immediately thought of Psalm 136, where the phrase “his love
endures forever” appears sixteen times. Written about 3000 years ago, it's not exactly contemporary…
“Cast My Cares” almost reaches biblical proportions by
repeating “I will cast my cares on you” fifteen times. I needed to hear every
one of them. I needed to sing along to affirm my faith and respond to the
apostle’s words, “Cast all your care upon Him, because He cares for you.” 1
Peter 5:7
The feared terrible Tuesday never materialized. I thank God,
his Word, my praying friends, my son, Gertrude Hawk, WGRC, Finding Favour, and
St. Peter. I suspect I’ll have other bad days, and when I do, I hope to
remember God cares for me in the midst of the muddle.
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Based on this post, it seems we are living parallel lives.
ReplyDeleteMusic soothes the soul, and music that provides a scriptural message is a healing balm. I think it's a fact of life that our memories are short enough that we need repetition to learn. The Bible is filled with forgetful people, and even though we now have those examples in front of us, we still fail to remember that the same God who was faithful to us through our problems a decade ago, a year ago, or a month ago is the same God who will be faithful to us today and tomorrow.
Thank you for sharing this word from the Lord.
(Finding Favour's Facebook page says they are from Georgia.)
I stand corrected about Finding Favour. I wonder why they chose British spelling? Thanks for your comments.
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