[Reflection] Psalm 103:2
Bless the Lord, my soul; do not forget all the gifts of God…
It was a day when I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Short on sleep means short on temper for me, and it was a real challenge to slam the door on all sorts of uncharitable thoughts. Oh, the pity party that wanted to get started in my brain!
By nightfall, I was a simmering pot of negativity, and not very proud of myself. Watch me go from wanting to whack other people, to kicking myself up the backside for being such a crab.
Then, over dinner, Mama decided to give her “everything is a gift from God” spiel for the umpteenth time. I was about to tune out, when it hit me : yes, my parents can be repetitive to the point of tears — but I still have them, senior citizens as they are. Yes, my husband may be a slow-starter — but he is calm in crisis, a shoulder to lean on. So maybe I don’t have all the latest computer bells and whistles — but I have the computer!
The list grew as I went back over each moment of the day, seeing them as the gifts from God instead of petty annoyances. Slowly my attitude righted itself as my spiritual compass returned to its proper focus, and I began to bless the Lord from a thankful heart.
