For Every Good Day

Every Good Day.

This phrase has become a part of me this year.

I’ve read about choosing “a word for the year”, on this blog and that, over the last few years.

Without intentionally setting out to do it, these three words have become mine this year.

Every Good Day.

I can’t even pinpoint when they started slipping into my conscience and subconscience.

I begin to hashtag many of my photos on Instagram with these three. #everygoodday

I breathe out grateful for every good day.

And here’s the secret.

Every single day is one of the Every Good Day.

Waking up for another day is a gift.

Some days are better Every Good Days than others.

Some are very, very good Every Good Days.

Some slip away with the knowing that tomorrow will be a better Every Good Day.

I hold a variety of reasons to hang onto each and every Every Good Day.

One of my reasons is pain. I’ve learned a lot about pain over the last few years. I’m still realizing a lot of it. I’m still sifting and sorting and hoping to put some of this down on paper someday…..soon?

Days with low pain levels are part of the better Every Good Days.

Another reason is the shaking in our world. We live in a sin-scarred and marred earth. This globe is pulsing with pangs.

I’m grateful for America. I don’t want to live anywhere else. But there are a lot of loud voices out there and a lot of opinions and differences of opinions. A lot of voicing opinions. There is a lot of doing what is right-in-our-own-eyes and failure to follow and honor and fear God. A lot of flailing each other for differences instead of pulling together. A lot of focus on negativity.

Eyes that are blinded. It sobers and saddens me.

We have such an amazing God. He is so good. So Good. He doesn’t ask anything that hard of us. His laws are for our best! In the same way I shielded my babies from a hot oven when I was baking, because they were too little to understand or to know better. In this same way His guidelines are laid out for our good.

It seems so simple to me and yet so many miss it.

I’m a simple woman. Many, many things are way over my head. The intelligence and intellect of people so far smarter than I am amazes me.

None of it is even a drop compared to how great our Creator God is.

I’ve rabbit-trailed as usual.

I see tumult in our world and I know life is not promised to be easy or to stay as it is today.

For Every Good Day. Every Good Day.

I’m grateful.

My kiddos. They both stand taller than me. My son is growing still. One of these days, I’m putting money down that he catches his father. I already see them far across the farmyard and have to look twice for who is who.

Fleeting days and years.

My fingers feel for the edges to grasp and pull and tug tighter.

Every Good Day.

This man of mine.

Every night when I tuck in close beside him and we close our eyes to sleep, my heart sings thank-you for one more day.

Every Good Day.

I know too many who have said good-bye to spouses way too young.

Heaven sounds wonderful. Better each day, really. Especially on days when hurt is in my bones, physically or emotionally.

Yet, life!!! It only happens once. It has no guarantees. It MOVES and moves.

Every Good Day.

Ah, yes.

Every Good Day.

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