A few years ago, before my son was born, I was itching to step out and just do something. I remember the day exactly, it was sunny, and warm. We finally received great weather after a long winter, and it was time to enjoy it.
This was the day I decided to pretend to be a tourist. We took our family down to Bowling Green where the Staten Island Ferry was, and enjoyed a trip around Ellis Island and the Statue of Liberty.
Mr. C wasn’t exactly in a great mood that day (I was pregnant, and forcing everyone to go on a boat after all), but he indulged me.
Between everything that we did, I remember standing at the dock with my face up to the sky—soaking in the sun.
I was happy. It wasn’t material things that made me happy, or the fact that we did step out and do something, I was happy because I was living the day.
Whenever I’m feeling down, and irritable (because sometimes I feel like that, I just think back on this day of many days.
This picture of the Brooklyn Bridge will forever remind me that it doesn’t matter what we have, or what we think we need, in reality we have everything that God feels we need, and it is all good.
No matter the weather, storms that may come and go. Good times and bad times, always remember to rejoice, because today—is the day the Lord has made, let us rejoice and be glad in it.
Thank you for another day that you have given us. You have granted us with more smiles for our banks, and more love for our hearts. Let us not forget what really matters in this life, and let us be forever thankful.