I had a day last week when what I set out to do was blown to smithereens. I ended up doing things I not only hadn’t planned, but that I don’t like doing. I felt angry, resentful, and trapped. Throughout the day, I made attempts to pray and to muster up some gratitude. This is God’s will for me, I told myself. “Not my will but thine be done” was the mantra I said once in a while but could barely feel.
The next morning I got a call from a friend who wanted to share with me something she had read and found meaningful. I can’t quote it exactly, but the gist of it was that the power of God is greater on days that seem more difficult. My difficult day was behind me but she sure did a lot for the day I was now in.