It was a stereotypical Monday. $63 ticket for parking on the street on street sweeping day. Ball point pen found its way into the dryer with three of my favorite, less than a year old tops. The drum of the dryer is marked up too. My neck has been doing well…well until today when I apparently did something wrong trying to organize my junk/treasures for a garage sale. I went to the grocery store for the umpteenth time in the past week and still forgot something. I have dinner ready on time but my family is not on time. And yet, I’m not feeling all riled up about any of it. Odd.
I did have an awesome time this morning preparing for the women’s Bible study that I’m a part of. Actually, I think I’m more annoyed by the fact that I ended the last sentence with a preposition than the fact a lot of money went down the drain today and my neck hurts and dinner is drying out. Odd.
I’m on day 8 of a 10 day detox diet. Maybe that accounts for my odd lack of strong emotions. I couldn’t stuff bread or ice cream in my face when things went wrong today. So no rise and fall of the glycemic index.
Stuffing God’s Word into my mind before the smorgasbord of Monday-ness spread out on my day was a definite mood stabilizer. As much as I’d give to eat something that isn’t protein, vegetable, garlic (I hope I don’t reek of garlic) or olive oil (it ain’t cheap ya know), I gladly admit the truth I consumed in the Bible this morning met some deeper cravings.
Come what may – tickets, ruined clothes, dreaded grocery shopping, tweaked necks, dried out chicken – the Bible puts it all into perspective for me. Jesus put it all into perspective. They’re all just minor, passing, annoyances. No need to break out into my personal rendition of “I can’t get no-oh sa-tis-faction”.
“Let them give thanks to the Lord for his unfailing love and his wonderful deeds for mankind, for he satisfies the thirsty and fills the hungry with good things”! Psalm 107:8,9