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Not feeling the best I took some night time cold medicine before I went to bed. When the alarm went off my mind was not totally awake. I got up but did not feel totally awake. As I was walking with my companion and friend Pablo,(he is our family dog), I started to think of everything I had to do today. I wrestled with an invitation to help out with a worthy project in the community. I knew I had to make several phone calls and I had to go to a couple of meeting plus check in on some sick folks. As I thought of all that awaited me, I started to let my mind roll down some negative thoughts. How come I had to do all of this? Will I ever get caught up? Before long I was wondering how come no one understood me and I was engaging in self pity. Although no one could see it as I walked, it was not a pretty sight.
When I got to my office, I got a cup of coffee and started to look at the stack of work that lie before me. In the midst of going through it all I stopped and took some time to switch mental tracks. I do have a wonderful caring family. My spouse is very supportive and loves me. My children are a gift from God. I am so blessed to be a part of a church that loves me and accepts me and allows me to minister here. I even thanked God for the janitors who had come in and emptied my overflowing waste basket. My whole outlook seemed to change. The day looked so much better and my energy to tackle all before seemed more than adequate. It is amazing what praise can do for the mind and whole being. Today I praise God for helping me to be more a person of praise.