Wednesday, September 22, 2010

For The Love of Thursdays

So, as most all of the world knows, as it has been declared by so many already, today was the first official day of Fall. It equaled for me waking up at 7:14 am, having to leave to go to class at 7:30 am, being grateful for curly hair, not making it out the door till 7:40 am, sitting through classes, discovering my gas tank was almost empty, emergency refill, lunch with mom and twin #1, wonderful talks, library visits, work, bugging G.C. to no end, and this crazy long sentence. That was my first autumn day. Tomorrow is Thursday (or today, depending on how late i stay up writing this). Thursday won't be appreciated by many. It's not the first day of autumn and it's the day that keeps us and Friday separated. But it is still another day. Another day that we didn't have yesterday. Another day where we can figure out how to make curly hair and emergency gas refills something we praise HIM for instead of gripe over. Another day where we don't just consider HIM or act in a way that tries to fill the gaps with HIM, but where we make every moment about HIM. Another day where we can practice giving and demonstrating love rather than consuming and seeking it.

My bible study group and i are reading through Praise Habit... the name speaks for itself. So, i find myself wondering why it's so easy, almost automatic, to wake up at 7:14 am and say "crap, i'm late. this day is gonna suck" rather than "thank YOU for this lovely day." --Although, i wouldn't be that verbal or conscious to utter something in such length that early, but you get the idea.-- When did we substitute praise for grumbling? I can only imagine how often we do this and don't even think twice about it. It's natural. Like breathing. So maybe we should die. To ourselves. Then we maybe could see what true praise looks like. It doesn't involve anything we've done or said or accomplished. No. Praise exists when we are looking at HIM and no one else. Praise happens when we have fixed our attention on the Author of the day and not the minor or major situations that arise throughout the day. So die and don't look back. Praise and don't hold back. Appreciate 'Thursday' for more than one of it's many lovely qualities.

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