The reality was that the day would be as hard I made it. Or as pleasant.
There was nothing I could do about my circumstances but accept them. “It’s always my choice,” I reminded myself. Not necessarily to like whatever life throws at me, but to try to catch the ball.
After all, success in life is not how well we execute Plan A; it’s how smoothly we cope with Plan B. And for most of us, that’s 99 percent of the time.
Sarah Ban Breathnach
I didn’t sleep well last night. And as I was attempting to get in a last few zzz’s my beloved cat, Toby, became a royal pain in the patootie. First he woke me up in the wee hours by putting a claw inside my nostril. I’m sure he tried patting me on the face first but when I didn’t wake up he resorted to claws. I fussed at him and promptly rolled over and went back to sleep. Then he woke me again (I don’t know how long I was asleep – it felt like 1 second) by patting on my face with his claws extended. I pushed him off the bed. Like a boomerang he bounced right back up again. I finally got the message and petted him a few times, loved on him and went back to sleep. He left me alone for a while and then he started the game all over again. The result? A sleep-deprived and very grumpy human.
When I finally woke and started my day I was annoyed at the four-legged creatures that live with me. The first 15-20 minutes of everyday is devoted to them and for the most part I’m fine with it; but on mornings like this, well, it’s hard. When I was finally finished with their needs, I sat down and asked God why was I so miserable, why was I so grumpy to my love-babies and to help me see the answer.
Eventually I remembered that not every day can be a high; there have to be lows to balance everything out. But I had a choice with what to do with my day. I could either choose to go into it very grumpy and mean. Or I could choose to go into my day with grace and love. I prayed for grace and love. I don’t want to go Wa-Wa’s for coffee and be grumpy to the sales clerk; it’s not their fault I’m in a bad mood. I can’t afford to go to work and be grumpy – I could lose my job if I lost it with a customer.
Everyday is a choice. It is a choice to be grateful or to hate my life. It is a choice to allow God to flow through me or to refuse Him. It is a choice to be, simply put, loving or hateful.
I pray each day to make the right choice – the choice for love, grace and God.