Days 256 - What's GOOD about today?

 Lunch was "what's in the fridge" because I did not stop for salad ingredients.  Chicken, shared a sweet potato, and applesauce.  That was good.

The dinner photo didn't turn out, but neither did part of the dinner.   A gluten free flatbread mix apparently did not get stirred well enough.  Though the bread looked great, our first bites were mostly a salty baking-powder taste.  Out it went.

Fortunately the casserole was fine. (Brown rice, pesto, coconut milk, toasted coconut and chicken) but I knew I forgot something.  Clearing away the dishes, there it was - toasted onions were supposed to top the dish.  That was good but could have been better.

Ah, well, the Packers won.  That was good.  And Calorie count:  - 214 (no exercise makes a difference!)

Days like today, I need to take a second look at what was really GOOD today, like having nursery and holding my great-grandchild Braelyn, great discussion on Job in Sunday School, finishing a series of phone calls as caretaker, and finally contacting a friend Bev, after several years.   Bev has a rare form of cancer and treasures each day just for being alive and around loved ones.  As usual all of these good things that happened today are far more important than my next meal. Like Bev says, we are all dying, really, some just have extra knowledge of its immanence.

Would you pout if dinner didn't turn out right.  Normally I might, but every contact with someone of Bev's character and straightforward trust changes my perspective.  We'll all "burn the biscuits" or have an imperfect meal from time to time.  So what?  We don't stop eating, or cooking.

Similarly there are things in our lives that could be used as 'excuses' for stress that "makes" us eat.  Maybe they are not so important to let them control our lives.  What a waste of time, I think, looking back to times when I allowed not-so-important details to become the day's focal point, or to control my mood or reactions to others. 

Thanks Bev, for teaching me that in all of life's details, a bad photo day, a bad meal day, a bad hair day - are pitiful excuses that will not be allowed to rob my joy from all the other GOOD things that surround me.

I have a choice - I will rejoice...

Habakkuk 3:18 yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will be joyful in God my Savior.   What a day Habakkuk had when he wrote this concluding statement