Today has been a day like that day I wrote about last week. The crazy one with my children yelling and getting sick and what have you. I am not going into detail about today though, because I have misplaced my sense of humor. Perhaps because yesterday was just as bad as today. Probably worse. In other words, I am in a bad mood. I am letting my circumstances dictate my attitude. I am focusing on myself myself myself, and I cannot seem to snap out of it.
The last time this happened (it happens a lot) I spent some extra time praying and reading my Bible, and my attitude was much improved. The Bible is not magic, but it does say that if we seek God first, He’ll take care of everything else. So, yesterday I read my Bible for about 45 seconds. Today for about 20. Watched some TV, read part of a novel, yelled at the girls a lot, cleaned up baby throw-up about 56 times (oh wait, I wasn’t going to share details…).
ANYWAY, I am acting like a selfish, spoiled little brat, and I’m hoping that by typing it out for everyone to read, it will motivate me to clean up my act. I don’t like myself like this, and I’m mad at me for giving in to my bad mood. I would like to be a characteristically joyful person with the tiniest hints of grouchiness every now and again that are so small they can be squashed like bugs with a fly swatter. Lately I have been a grouchy person with only tiny hints of joy.
Satan is having a hey-day with me. God has given me life, love, and a boatload of other blessings, and I am letting Satan rule my roost. No more.
GROUCH BE GONE. I’m going to smile if it kills me.
God, unlike me, has a sense of humor. Nina, whom I had been holding on my lap since the 2nd paragraph, threw up all down my arm as I was writing “I’m going to smile if it kills me.”