“This is the day that the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.”
I always thought this Psalm was meant for mornings: “Look at the glorious potential of the day ahead! Woohoo, that’s something to get excited about!”
As I gazed at a too-red sunset, thanks to nearby fires, I was stunned by the magic and miracles of the ordinary day I had just lived. In the last 14-or-so hours, I had…
- Baked a coffee cake
- Blended smoothies
- Looked at my phone way too much
- Yelled at my kids
- Hit the “reset button” multiple times
- Strolled around Walmart with a squirmy toddler
- Paired an apology with popsicles
- Ran through the sprinklers
- Wept for the passing of a young woman
- Left the last load of laundry unfolded on the couch
- Danced in the kitchen
- Sang a lullaby with all 3 kids in my arms
This mundane day was full of mistakes, time wasted, and a few tasks unfinished. The day was also full of beauty and rest, heart-mending and celebrating. In my short review of the day at sunset, I cannot help but rejoice!
God made this day, and no matter how much I messed it up with my yelling, or tried to dress it up with my joy, the sun went down nonetheless. And, like the sunset, my day was beautiful. And full. And redeemed. And worth my gratitude.
So I release my grip, trying to structure and control and evaluate and improve.
Eyes and hands wide open, I will rejoice and be glad.