Tag Archives: Bad Day

Chapter-a-Day Romans 5

There’s more to come: We continue to shout our praise even when we’re hemmed in with troubles, because we know how troubles can develop passionate patience in us, and how that patience in turn forges the tempered steel of virtue, keeping us alert for whatever God will do next. Romans 5:3-4 (MSG)

There are stretches of the journey when everything seems to go wrong. I’ve been feeling empathy for my youngest who recently, in the process of a few weeks, dropped her new phone in the toilet, cracked the LCD screen on her new laptop, then backed into someone pulling out of the parking lot from getting her car serviced. Sure, not one of these events is a tragic in a life and death context, but taken together they make for a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.

The verses I pulled from today’s chapter have been a constant source of encouragement to me along particularly trying legs of life’s journey. Even in the midst of the most difficult circumstances, there is reason to shout our praise to God. There is progress in our pain. God is at work, growing us up. Maturity doesn’t come with comfort and ease. Wisdom is born in the midst of trial. Character is honed in refining fire.

Today, I’m reminded that God allows terrible, horrible, no good, very bad days for a bearable, wonderful, profitable, very good reason.

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Chapter-a-Day Isaiah 44

Day in the desert. "For I will pour water on the thirsty ground and send streams coursing through the parched earth." Isaiah 44:3a (MSG)

There are individual days within life's journey that, in and of themselves, feel like a sojourn through the desert. Yesterday was one of those days for me. I won't bore you with all the details. Let's just say that from beginning to end it was complete with organizational pain, relational pain, financial pain, and physical pain. From threatened lawsuits, to a loved one chewing me a new one, to a dental filling and extraction. By the end of it all, I felt spiritually parched. I could almost feel life draining from me. I went to bed last night feeling the life tank on empty.

Along with the verse from today's chapter in Isaiah, I am reminded this morning of the words of Jeremiah, the prophet, as he found himself in far worse circumstances than I:

Yet this I call to mind and therefore I have hope: Because of the LORD's great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.

It's a new day. Still feel like I'm standing in the desert. I'm looking for a stream.