This quote has been on my mind a lot lately. I have had a pretty hard week; dealing with a bad allergic reaction, running around a lot to different jobs, and then hormones and cramps thrown in there for good measure, all jumbled together to make me frazzled and stressed. I am realizing that I have been letting little things get under my skin, one annoying conversation or a sibling playing the same three note "song" for the twelfth time in a row, a hurtful comment, or even just a headache, and I am letting them ruin my whole day, and then I excuse my wrong attitudes and behavior, pushing the blame off on anybody else. So I have been thinking about this; Is it really a bad day, out of my control? Or was it just hard for a few minutes and can I brush it off, pray about it and push through the rest of the day with a good attitude?
