The other day I had a bad day. I woke up to pouring rain that never quit. I was stiff and achy the entire day. Then my printer wouldn’t print right. Then I got a sudden case of writer’s block. The article I was working on just wouldn’t come. Later in the day I received some bad news about a friend’s deteriorating health. Needless to say, it wasn’t a very good day.
But this particular bad day is nothing compared to other really bad days. For example, the day an entire community is leveled by a fierce tornado or raging floods or fires. The day a family receives word that their son, daughter, husband or wife has been killed in war. The day expectant parents learn their unborn child has serious “defects.” The day a family loses a loved one to street violence. The day the doctor says the cancer has returned.
That got me to thinking about Jesus. He had bad days too. There were days he was completely misunderstood—not only by the religious leaders, but even by his apostles, his close friends. One day some people tried to push him off a cliff. On another day he got the terrible news that his friend and cousin, John the Baptist, had been beheaded. On other days he was hounded by the crowds, but often for the wrong reasons. And one day he was so exhausted, he fell asleep in a boat and didn’t even wake up when the boat was rocked by a terrible storm. Then there was a certain Thursday when he was arrested and tried unjustly. And a certain Friday when he met his horrific death. A Friday we ironically call “good.”
Why do we call it “good”? I don’t know for sure, but I surmise it’s because that was the day we realized the full extent of Jesus’ love for us. It was the day of our redemption. What looked bad, very bad (and in one way, it really was!) was (on a deeper level) really good, very good, for it merited for us salvation.
We never know about our bad days. Maybe on a deeper level they are really good. Maybe they are turning points for us. Maybe they help us appreciate all the blessings we have that go beyond material goods. Maybe they remind us how precious our loved ones are. Maybe they tell us our strength comes from God who is with us all our days.
Recently a retreatant gave me a CD by Laurie Story. The title song is called “Blessings.” It’s beautiful! Here’s what she says to God:
What if your blessings come through raindrops?
What if your healing comes through tears?
What if a thousand sleepless nights
are what it takes to know you’re near?
What if the trials of this life
are your mercies in disguise?
Have a good day! But even if you don’t, may today be a blessing for you!