The past few days have been rough. I’ve been grumpy and out of sorts. I’m afraid that I’ve been short with my students and my family (something I beg their forgiveness for). This morning, despite receiving my third full night’s sleep in a row I found myself again in a sour mood. This was compounded by our leaving the house twenty minutes late. In the van I tried to pull out of my blue funk. I chatted with the girls and we sang really loud to the radio. Still, I was a bit grumpy. Walking down the halls of the school Abbie (6) stopped before a bible verse written on the wall.
“Papa,” she began, “what does that say?” A bit exasperated a turned around and walked back to where she was. I don’t know how many times I have passed these verses without really stopping to read them.
I began to read, “Always be joyful in the Lord….” I stopped. I started laughing: a deep from the gut belly laugh. “From the mouths of babes!” I said.
Beginning again I read, “Always be joyful in the Lord. Again I say rejoice. Philippians 4:4”
I thanked my daughter for being used by God to rebuke and correct me. Bad attitude gone.
I will rejoice in the Lord always.