Go On, Make My Day
The elevator doors opened. Her head down, arms loaded down and hanging down around her neck was one of those electronic gismos hospital people carry around with them. Apparently she wasn’t able to get her hair under control before she left for work and there was a strand which kept falling down and she kept trying to stick it somewhere. It was plain to see this was not her day and she knew it. As the elevator doors closed and we began our trip down, still trying to do something with that unruly strand of hair, she caught a glimpse of someone she knew.
“Oh! Hi, Marge.”
Marge smiled and asked a silly question, “Having a good day?”
The woman rolled her eyes and said, “Need you ask! I am having one of those days!”
The elevator doors opened and Marge said, “I simply turn it around.” The woman looked down at her electronic gismo… “No,” said Marge, “the day. Each time the day begins for me as yours has begun for you I turn it around. And it works.”
“Oh yeah,” said the woman still trying to find a place for that wayward strand of hair, “how do you do that?”
“Well,” responded Marge as they both stepped off the elevator, “I stop myself and…” The elevator doors closed, their voices faded and I was not able to hear how she does it.
“Hmmm…” I thought as I rode on in the elevator, “turning the day around. How do you do it?
CONSIDER, perhaps, by getting things in perspective. That’s it, by asking some questions…such as who’s in control of this day, circumstances or God? Am I allowing things or God dictate how I’d live the day which He has made? Am I remembering the Sermon on the Mount in which Jesus reassures me that God will provide all my needs? Who am I living this day for anyway? More importantly, for what reason has God given me this day, to worry so much over it that I would bury it in a hole like the one man did in the Talent Parable or invest it like the others did and reap the reward? Hey! This is my day and you know what…”
“This is the day the Lord has made; we will rejoice and be glad in it.” ( Psalms 118:24 )
Rev. Wendell Mettey