Christian Living

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Serena lay in bed thinking. Just what was it that this day demanded of her? Precious little, unfortunately. Once a busy mom with no time for herself, this new stage was confusing. All the children were married and doing fine. Her husband, Ted, had died more than three years ago. Those were hard years, but she felt like she had finally resurfaced, ready to face life with gusto. The trouble was, life had moved on without her. She had no idea where she fit in.

“Is there any one thing, that if I do not do it today, will matter in any important way?” she brooded.

Racking her brain brought nothing to mind. Of course there were always things to do, groceries to buy, library books to return, emails to read and send, but none of those things were compelling enough to cause her to jump out of bed, ready to face the day with joy.

“Ah, there’s the rub,” she acknowledged. “No joy.”

The Psalmist words came in a whisper, “This is the day the Lord has made. We will rejoice and be glad in it.”

“That’s not fair,” her stubborn self shouted to her spiritual self. “Guilt? You think I will get going out of guilt?”

Sliding her feet to the floor, Serena sat at the side of the bed pondering the day ahead.

“Okay,” she mused. “If this is the day the Lord has made, I think I'll just get up and see what He has in mind for me today.”

And that one trusting act brought joy.

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