When I enter a group – at church, for instance – after saying hello (of course), I typically ask, “Have you had a good day?” I might inquire about a “good week” depending on how long it has been since we last chatted. I’m not exactly sure when or why I started asking this but it does seem to be a bit more of a conversation starter than “how are you?” I’m not suggesting that I don’t like this question; however, I recently read something which has really challenged my thinking. I’ll get to the thought-provoking statement in just a minute.
What is the measure of a good day? When you are done for the day (whether ready to pillow your head or just ready to cozy up and “call it a day”) and you think to yourself, “Today was a good day,” what makes one day a good day over another? Obviously, we all have “those” days. The days when each hour is an uphill battle and/or life in general just seems to be conspiring against us. It’s a bad day. Maybe you don’t feel well – again. Or maybe…..any of a hundred other scenarios that fall under the “bad day” or “dear Lord, I hope tomorrow is a better day” category. Yes, the “bad days” often seem easier to earmark than the good ones. Which leads me back to my question – what constitutes a good day?
For me. The somewhat OCD and over-planner in me has a really good day when all the things get checked off my list. Most of my lists are simply in my brain but it is still clicking off and making mental check marks as things get done. A productive day is a good day:) The hyper organizer me (and still rather OCD self) has a good day when everything is in its place. This may seem silly but a chaotic atmosphere, a messy or cluttered space, or just dust everywhere that mocks me when I enter a room will drain my happy faster than none other. Lastly, and I’m just being honest here, the peacemaker in me has a good day (a really good day) when there is no drama. Truthfully, if I ever were to say out loud that I was having a “bad day,” you can be sure there was drama. Somewhere and with some (or all) of my people. The dust doesn’t help but it really is the drama.
Enough about me….and on to that quote I read. Paul Tripp said, “I am tempted to assess the “good” of a day by whether it pleased me versus whether I pleased God and was loving toward others.” Ouch. It has been a couple of weeks ago since I read that and it is still impactful. Still stops me in my tracks (especially when drama is mounting) and still causes me to reconsider my actions as well as my reactions. For me, it was just that good. So I thought I should share. I think it would be well worth taking with us (even jotting down if necessary) as we begin December and start the Christmas season.
I’m pretty sure not everything will get checked off my lists (mental list, shopping list, or any other list). You can be certain the dust is collecting and there will be more than enough mess (and messy) to drain my joy. And drama? I’m almost certain about that to some degree or another. But even in the midst of that – and even more – each day can be a good day. A really good day. By pleasing God and loving other. I’m glad you stopped by….and I really would like to know if you have had a good week:).