Confession time: I have been failing at Operation Every day is a good day. Miserably. It's true.
I'm not sure where I went wrong. I think I decided that MY feelings were the most important thing in the day and acted on that knowledge. I felt like I was ignoring the things that brought tears to my day by claiming that "Every day is good day" when I could point to a specific time that ruined that particular day. Even as I'm writing this, I'm kicking myself. But I don't always listen to myself. My co-worker told me today, after I was complaining about a legitimate bad part of my morning, "Why does she really matter? People always say stupid things. If her opinion really matters, then okay. But if it doesn't, don't worry about it." How true. I've been putting too much value on what other people think of me, instead of what God thinks of me and the truth He tells me about his creation.
So I'm going to do a major attitude adjustment. And just in time, I'd say. My weekly reoccurring appointment that I'm not so fond of is in 15 minutes.
Breathe in, breathe out.
God is in control.
God knows what is going to happen before it happens.
God is Sovereign.
P.S. So...much later today I figured out that satan doesn't like people who depend on God. He doesn't like people who decide to have a good attitude about bad situations. Just so ya'll are warned, it ain't no picnic! But I must say, life looks way better through God's perspective so it is so worth it!