I remember when I was little, one of my favorite books ever was Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day. I would ask my mom to read it to me over and over and over, and I’m sure she got sick of it. But I loved it. I loved to hear about how Alexander started off having a bad day, just the worst, but eventually, it all turned around to his favor. He didn’t even have to move to Australia!
Well the past two days have reminded me of Alexander. But, while my favorite fictional ginger was facing problems like not getting the window seat or having to wear his least favorite pajamas, I was having much bigger problems. I was dealing with unreasonable requests of my time, I burned my right hand with a pot, made a mess making my family pancakes, and then I dropped my phone in my coffee cup. More adult problems than train pajamas.
But somewhere in the middle of my mess, and my self pity party, and hating myself for all the messing up I had done, I was overcome. To God’s eyes, I’m always this messy. Even on my good days, I’m sinning and messing up. It might not be as obvious to me as my now broken phone, but it’s happening. And God doesn’t sulk. He doesn’t pity me. And He doesn’t hate me for messing up. He just loves me and gives me grace, and hope, and a future, and so much sweet sweet forgiveness.
And why, in my “bad” days, do I not forgive myself like that? Why don’t I show myself any grace? And why don’t I indulge in the hope He gives? I just get sad. Moody. Angry at myself. But my slip-ups in my eyes are far less than my transgressions against God, and He can do all of this for me. And today, after I really thought about this, my day, just like Alexander’s, started picking up. It even ended with some Chick-fil-A.
If you’re out there and having your own Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day, just stop. Pause for a minute and reflect on God. Because He restores us each day and makes us new. He gives us hope for a Nice, Wonderful, Good, Very Great Day. And when we deal with our problems with this outlook on life, somehow they become much easier to handle.