It was one of those days. I woke up with a crick in my neck. You know the kind, where you can’t turn your head. I could only look to the left. To look to the right I had to turn my whole body. That’s why I didn’t see the Lego. As I got out of bed I stepped on a Lego that our granddaughter had left on the floor.
Nothing hurts more than stepping on a Lego with bare feet – except maybe snapping a cricked neck around to see what has penetrated your foot.
It’s hard to shave with a neck crick and a Lego in your foot, too. My wife said I looked like I was trying to do the tango with myself, hopping on one foot turning my body back and forth to see what I was slicing off my face.
The day went downhill from there. I backed out of the garage with the hatchback up. It folds over the top of the car quite nicely. I didn’t look back because of the crick in my neck.
Ever have a day like that?
I have found these words to be very encouraging:
Your worst days are never so bad that you are beyond the reach of God’s grace. And your best days are never so good that you are beyond the need of God’s grace.
Please comment. I want to hear about one of THOSE days in your life! Readers will enjoy your story!
Make this day a good one!!!