A Promise is a Promise

I had a bad day the other day. I mean a seriously bad day. I didn't say anything bad to anyone or do anything nasty, but the day went on record for being bad, bad, bad. I couldn't blog. I couldn't think of anything good to say. I went to bed.

I felt badly after that. I felt that my bad day reflected on what I say about myself. Aren't I being hypocritical for feeling so miserable after encouraging everyone else to trust God for their problems? I want to be real. I don't want to say one thing and act differently. So I was torn by my very real bad day and what I say I believe in. I didn't know how to take the next step.

Thank goodness God is patient with me. I had a conversation with my sister, mentor, advisor. She reminded me that we are not yet who we will become. We need to claim what we don't have so that some day we will have it. It's not bad to encourage people to seek peace when peace is the farthest thing in sight. We have to hold onto the promises even when they seem to contradict reality.

Ok, that made sense. Even in the middle of my really, really bad day, I cried out to God for help. He was there the whole time anyway. And in the end, He not only brought me around to a place of peace, He worked everything out in my favor. He showed me that it's possible for me to have the worst day of my life and still walk with Him. And when I do, He fixes the mess that I think I've fallen into because it's not a mess at all, it's just a step along the road to what I will be.