Good Days…Bad Days With Maureen Pratt

Good Days…Bad Days With Maureen Pratt


When the Storms Don’t Come

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I’ve heard that it is a particularly quiet hurricane season this year. There is a storm in the gulf (Tropical Storm Karen, I believe), that might cause substantial damage. But there has been nothing like last year’s catastrophe along the Eastern seaboard (thank you, Lord!). And yet, along with the lack of churning clouds and waters, there have still been reports of further doom, whether from the weather being too hot, too cold, or some other horrible possibility.

Isn’t that just like being human? Worry when there are storms, and worry when there aren’t storms.

It’s also true of living with illness. Oh, how difficult it is to trust the “good” days! You edge through the morning, looking around corners for something to change the serenity of the day. Afternoon brings more caution, as you step carefully through, perhaps, a chore you’d put off because you hadn’t been feeling well until then. Yes, you are eager to accomplish this long-awaited task. Or, perhaps you are looking forward to spending time with a friend you haven’t seen in awhile because you haven’t felt like it. But, if you do venture out or venture forth to do/see/be – there’s still that alter-you whispering, “Don’t you think this is too much? Won’t this good time make you really tired, realling feeling bad, tomorrow?”

Yup. In some ways, when the storms don’t come, we feel even more as if there is a bank of low-hanging, dark clouds right over our heads. But, we don’t have to!

Good days might be rare or frequent. They might be partly cloudy, but good all the same. And when they happen, we deserve them! Yes, they are gifts from God, and meant to be enjoyed.

Next time a really good day comes along, or even a good few hours, unwrap them with delighted expectation, just as you would a gift from a loved one.

For that is what they are. the Lord gives us those good days not as “Why? What’s going to go wrong next?” but rather as “Here. Take what I give. Because I, your God, love you.”

Blessings for the day,

Maureen



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