In New Orleans we are painfully aware of the potential disasters that the weather can bring. Last Sunday we were under a flood watch and parts of the state were under a tornado watch. On days like Sunday I pay attention to the news a bit more closely, watching the weather maps and listening for the degree of concern in the weather woman’s voice.
Why is it that the threat of a weather disaster makes us feel more alive? Why is it that we cannot get excited about the normal sunny or cloudy days? Aren’t good days better than bad ones?
When I would get a migraine I would feel really bad and really sorry for myself, and angry “It’s not fair!” I would pout. But it only happened every month or so. What about all those days when I was migraine free? Did I pay attention to them? Was I grateful?
So let’s pray:
Creator God we pay so little attention to the ordinary, the routine, the dull kind of days without chaos or disaster. And yet that is what most of our lives are, and we are missing out on enjoying it. Help us realize what is good in the ordinary and the routine before we lose it.
