Good in Every Bad
Take a quick second to think about your most recent rough day; a day that has been flat out bad. Maybe you are living that day right now, or maybe it was your Monday last week, maybe you are not looking forward to tomorrow because of a particular job interview, doctor's appointment, or hard conversation that you wish you could avoid.
Keep in mind as this afternoon folds into night, as you retrospectively look back on that terrible Monday, or as you wake up tomorrow unwillingly ready to face the day, that there is a silver lining somewhere. Okay, that is cliche. But, though it's cliche, it doesn't detract from its validity. There is always something positive to foreshadow, or quickly follow, something negative. Always. I use "always" with such confidence because there is a fine line between positive and negative; it is relative. In the realistic break down of things, it really is up to you. Attitude is significant in this. Of course, I will be right there with you considering the notion that it is easier said than done, but if you open your eyes and soften your heart through the grace of God, unbelievable things can happen.
My "bad day" developed on Monday. Monday, March 31, 2015 at about 6:45 p.m. I was driving down Campbell street on my way to meet a few friends. I left my home, intentionally early, so I would have ample time to park, get situated, and meet my friends. I came across a red light and was about the third car in line in the middle lane. Let's back up for an instant. During my drive, the sun was setting beautifully. There was a perfect amount of clouds and a golden hue to accompany pink and orange streaks across a fading blue sky. My drive continued as the sunset got richer and more worthy. I was looking for a break or opportunity to stop and take a picture of the sunset during my drive, but in a moving car, with flowing traffic, I could hardly get even a glance at it. Then comes the red light. Traffic was high and I was lucky enough to be close to the intersection as I waited my turn to continue my drive up the road. The light turned green and my trusty, beloved Jeep died. I wouldn't be able to tell you if my heart sank or if my stomach was in my throat. I think both happened. Immediately with phone in hand and hazard lights on, cars began honking and passing me chaotically. I've never felt more helpless and flat out bummed. I had never experienced a car situation like this before. Help was on its way, but in the mean time I was stuck. I looked over to my right, and had the most perfect view of the richest phase of that setting Tucson sun. I couldn't help but feel calm. I breathed in and breathed out, and simply laughed. I had to. I grabbed my phone instantly in that moment and took a photo of the most beautiful sunset I had seen in weeks, after thinking I had selfishly missed a chance to do that very thing just moments earlier up the road. Almost immediately after, three people walking up and down the street, separately, all communally helped me push my car out of the way of passing cars.
Moments amaze me, and they are what you make them, or interpret them to be.
