We all have them. We wish they never happened. We wish we could forget them. But we can’t. Why? It’s one of *those* days.
Today was one of *those* days.
For me, surviving *those* days comes down to finding the little things I can be thankful for in the midst of it. Gratitude has a way of refining my attitude.
“You gotta see the wheat,” my friend said. “Every day has tares. But you can’t just look at the tares. You gotta see the wheat.” She was referring to one of the stories Jesus told:
“The kingdom of heaven may be compared to a man who sowed good seed in his field. But while his men were sleeping, his enemy came and sowed tares among the wheat, and went away. But when the wheat sprouted and bore grain, then the tares became evident also. The slaves of the landowner came and said to him, ‘Sir, did you not sow good seed in your field? How then does it have tares?’ And he said to them, ‘An enemy has done this!’ The slaves said to him, ‘Do you want us, then, to go and gather them up?’ But he said, ‘No; for while you are gathering up the tares, you may uproot the wheat with them. Allow both to grow together until the harvest; and in the time of the harvest I will say to the reapers, “First gather up the tares and bind them in bundles to burn them up; but gather the wheat into my barn.”’” Matthew 13:24-30
While that story contains great theological significance, I thought my friend’s application of it to daily life was helpful.
On another one of *those* days, one of our kids was really sick. We had to call in professional help. And when the woman helping us was leaving, she said, “I lost a baby. Be happy you have these problems.” Yes, I’d rather have a sick baby than no baby.
There’s always going to be tares. And there’s always going to be wheat. You can’t have one without the other. So which one am I going to focus on?