Everyday is Not Your Masterpiece, and That’s OKAY!
Today I weighed in three pounds heavier than the same time last week. I have a huge argument with my daughter as she walks out to the bus for school. My son, Ryan, begins crying because our argument upsets him to the point of tears.
By lunchtime, I lose three accounts that I was hoping I could win for my company this year. Another large account delays action on signing a new contract for another four months, which defers all potential revenue for that particular account until next year. I’m tired by lunch and can’t even draw enough energy to complete my daily workout.
I check the mail and realize I still haven’t received payment on a speech from a conference almost a month ago and I need the funds to move forward on a business project. Needless to say, my day is not shaping up to be one of my better ones.
I approach each day full of anticipation and with a defined list of goals and tasks I plan to complete, only to become frustrated when I complete none of them and life takes a big bite out of my hopes and dreams. I have several days like this one, when nothing seems to go right and I just want to go back to bed and forget I ever woke up.
So, what’s one to do on days like this? I follow three basic steps:
- I thank God. I thank Him for all my blessings and remember all the good things that are going well in my life.
- I reassess my goals. I find one or two tasks I want to complete for the day and I throw away the rest. If I’m not at my best on a particular day, why push it? I just pick a couple of key tasks and complete those and forget the rest. Sometimes I don’t even complete one task, and that’s fine too. I just don’t get worked about it.
- I apologize. On my frustrating days, I always lash out and unfortunately, it’s usually with my family. I’m quick to apologize and take special care to make sure my relationships are in order before I go to bed.
Later that the evening I hug my daughter tight as we apologize to each other. I can feel her breath on my neck and her heart beating in her chest. The ugliness of the day slips away as my daughter and I make up and show each other grace. My day ends with my daughter and me reading in bed together. She hugs me tight and kisses me on the cheek. “I love you, Daddy.”
“I love you too.” I respond and smile.
No, this day is far from perfect, but perfect all in the same, because my family falls asleep safe and sound, surrounded by love and in the comforts of a home protected by the Lord. No, today is not my masterpiece, but I’m building a life that is. How about you?