I had a great day today.
Normally, I judge my day by how many things go my way, and when things go wrong, I usually get mad. But this time I'm glad that my song didn't turn out sad.
That is lyrics to the song So Much for my Sad Song, but it fits today perfectly. We do judge our days by how we want them to go. We do decide whether it's good or bad by ourselves.
The day started well. No, it started perfectly. It's like when you play a piano piece perfectly and effortlessly, when your fingers take over and you are free to float with the music, like when you finally play that note quick enough.
Brina and I made breakfast. I got up after devotions and said, "I'm gonna make pancakes."
Originally it was only for me, then Brina wanted some, so we started to make them. I've always loved cooking with Brina, because we are so synchronized and we can work together perfectly. Making the pancakes was fun enough, but I wanted to dance when I looked out of the kitchen and saw the family all eating pancakes and chatting.
Our family only has breakfast on holidays when we plan stuff. It's not easy to gather the family, wake them up, and prepare something for that many people. And I'm cool with that. I'd rather eat when I want to and start school early most of the time.
But the moment I saw them at the table, pouring syrup on pancakes and pouring tea into their cups, I thought of God's promise to Abraham, "I will bless you and make you a blessing."
I realized that the pancakes Brina and I had made were bringing the family together for breakfast. They all sat down, they all ate, and they were all blessed. I'm not trying to make myself look good, because I never think this way, but I was so happy seeing people blessed by something I did.
I've been thanking God all day. I've been praising him all the time. I've been smiling so hard my jaw aches. And I've been happy.
God is not a god of weeping, of mourning. He is a god of happiness and rejoicing.
A year ago, the most emotional thing in church for me would've been the time I cried thinking of Jesus' death for my sins.
The most emotional thing now is the joy and happiness whenever I remember God. And it is so much more than the god of sorrow I was worshipping then. Now I worship the god of life, love, and joy because He is the only wise god.
Worship God with everything you have because you love him, not because you owe him.
This post totally spoke to my heart and touched me dearly. Seriously, that sounded a tad cheesy but it's true! And then I was reminded of the songs we sang in church on Sunday about God turning our mourning into dancing, good stuff that is. This was encouraging, thanks Lily! And btw, sooo excited to see your mad pancake-making skills next Sunday for the Easter thing! :)
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