Things rarely go as planned.
I wrote this blog before. About an hour ago actually. Then the WIFI cut out and with it, all of the words I’d typed.
Sounds fun, doesn’t it?
It takes me 30-40 minutes to write a blog post, and then a few more minutes to add in photos and formatting. Blogging is my first project in the morning. I even do it before I eat breakfast, it’s that much of a priority.
So you can imagine that I was not happy to see that error screen pop up. And on a Monday morning, no less.
It’s ironic though, because you want to know what I was writing about– had just completed writing about, actually?
I was writing about the Monday blues.
I don’t have to tell you what I mean because we all feel it. That dreaded early morning alarm glaringly opposed to the mellow weekend mornings. The overwhelming to-do list that you spent the weekend ignoring, now rearing its ugly head. It’s time to work. Again.
It’s funny to me that after I spent this morning writing about combating the Monday miseries– about choosing to be productive and thankful even if you feel like hitting the snooze button a hundred times– I got a big setback of my own.
Technology can be a pain, can’t it?
But I’m looking at this challenge as God’s friendly way to remind me to practice what I preach.
I don’t know about you, but oftentimes, I fail to live out my own advice. Remember last week’s article about not obsessively planning, well I still do. Or the post about body image and being confident in Christ? I spent the next few days scheming about ways to lose weight.
It's hard for me to take my own advice, even if I know it's rooted in Truth. My flesh likes to take over and I convince myself that I know better than God.
I know I’m not the only one who does this.
So the question becomes, what do we do with this?
It’s simple: we keep trying.
If we were perfect, we wouldn’t need a Savior.
And we learn from our failings, asking our Wonderful Counselor to grow and transform us with His wisdom, mercy, and Truth (Is 9:6).
We all have days like today, where it’s not even lunchtime and things already seem to be a mess. We won’t stop having those days, nor will we stop messing up, ourselves.
But we have a God who can take a mess and turn it into a masterpiece; that includes you and me.
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