How’s your day going?
(A Safe Place to Hide)
“Consider it all joy, my brothers and sisters, when you encounter various trials knowing that the testing of your faith produces endurance.” James 1:2-3 [NASB]
We all have days when we might feel like this boy. Maybe we overslept, more tasks than hours, appointments canceled and just feel like finding a safe place to hide for a bit.
This week’s inspiration comes from “Christ in our Home”, January 26. The situation talks about a young boy trying to cope with a potentially bad day. “His sister had accidentally stepped on his Lego ship and broke it; we only had strawberry jam not grape jelly on my peanut butter sandwiches at lunch. The friend he was supposed to play with was sick and had to cancel and Mom could see the storm clouds rising in his eyes and sent him to his room to settle down. She found him later huddled in a blanket, a comfortable spot to hide.”
The illustration reminded me of a childhood book, “Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day”, by Judith Viorst. My recollection is a final quote, “Some days are like that.”
Well, this message may seem a little whimsical, but as I am writing, our son and I are waiting for my husband to be discharged from the hospital. Everything has gone well, but there is always one more thing to check. It has not been a “very bad, horrible” experience, just tedious.
Psalm 32:7
You are my hiding place; You preserve me from trouble.
You surround me with songs of deliverance. Selah.
(A Safe Place to Hide)
“Consider it all joy, my brothers and sisters, when you encounter various trials knowing that the testing of your faith produces endurance.” James 1:2-3 [NASB]
We all have days when we might feel like this boy. Maybe we overslept, more tasks than hours, appointments canceled and just feel like finding a safe place to hide for a bit.
This week’s inspiration comes from “Christ in our Home”, January 26. The situation talks about a young boy trying to cope with a potentially bad day. “His sister had accidentally stepped on his Lego ship and broke it; we only had strawberry jam not grape jelly on my peanut butter sandwiches at lunch. The friend he was supposed to play with was sick and had to cancel and Mom could see the storm clouds rising in his eyes and sent him to his room to settle down. She found him later huddled in a blanket, a comfortable spot to hide.”
The illustration reminded me of a childhood book, “Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day”, by Judith Viorst. My recollection is a final quote, “Some days are like that.”
Well, this message may seem a little whimsical, but as I am writing, our son and I are waiting for my husband to be discharged from the hospital. Everything has gone well, but there is always one more thing to check. It has not been a “very bad, horrible” experience, just tedious.
Psalm 32:7
You are my hiding place; You preserve me from trouble.
You surround me with songs of deliverance. Selah.