I do not like some winter days. They are downright gloomy because they are so gray and dreary. It is so cold that I hear no squeals of laughter from the neighborhood children, and I see only a person or two venturing out to take a daily walk. Everyone is inside, staying warm.
It is bitter, windy, overcast, and the kind of day you would like to remain in bed, sip some tea and read a great book. Most people, however, cannot afford such a luxury. Most people have to wake up to an alarm clock and hop out of bed, rush to the shower, get dressed and bundle up to face a new day.
There are classrooms awaiting students, jobs awaiting employees, and so many other things that need to be tended to, that I couldn’t possibly name them all. Dank or sunny, hot or cold, we all have responsibilities that need our attention, and so we go.
It doesn’t mean we have to like it, but it means we have to do it. Yes, I have to admit that those are the kinds of days I dread.
There is a problem, however. The more I complain about the weather, the more I find myself thinking what an ungrateful person I can be sometimes. Such days are gifted to me by God. I was able to wake up in a warm bed, hear the alarm clock, look over and see my husband next to me and take a hot shower.
My closet contained a choice of clothing to wear, and my jewelry box held the perfect necklace to match. In my kitchen there was food in the refrigerator for breakfast and hot tea to wash it down. I opened one door in my kitchen and had the ability to throw a load of clothes into the washer before I had to put on my down coat and warm scarf to set about the rest of my day.
Sure, the cold blasted my face as I approached my car, but soon I would be as toasty warm in my automobile as I had been in my house. And I don’t like these kinds of day? Who am I to judge any day? I should rejoice because I am blessed and so fortunate to even have this gift of another 24 hours?
I am not someone who has any right to judge God’s gifts so harshly; I am someone who should embrace such gifts as precious and beautiful, overcast or not.
I think of scripture, Psalm 118:24: “This is the day the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.”
Indeed, this was the day the Lord made for each one of us. No matter what our circumstance, comfortable or struggling, we need to embrace each day, acknowledging what a blessing it truly is to us.
And in the words from Psalm 118: “Give thanks to the Lord for he is good; his mercy endures forever.”
Let us thank the Lord for each new day and try to make him proud with what we do with it.