Do You Like Parties?

Do you like to have pity parties? Unfortunately, I send myself an invitation quiet frequently and almost always RSVP. What's not to love? You're the guest of honor, you can dress however you would like, and nobody will ruin your party. If you really want to have a blast, add candy and a sad movie. Last week, I threw a Big Bash for myself. Come on, I know I'm not the only one who does this. I was having an unusually bad hair day. I want a style that is easy and does not require hairspray. It's probably not going to happen this side of heaven. I was feeling lonely and really missing my family that all live 800 miles away. I was dreading putting on another shirt that had Lake City Bowl stamped on it. I had no desire whatsoever to go to work with a smile that had to be surgically removed. Somehow I managed to muttle through the day (poor me). Then I was annoyed because I had to go to both sides of Walmart to get what I needed. Of course, I would have to be friendly to people that I came in contact with. When I finally came to my senses, a still small voice (Holy Spirit) spoke deep down inside. He said someone would love to be you. I don't mean that in a prideful way because He kept speaking. If I was having a bad hair day, I had hair. I was missing my family but families are sending their loved ones to war everyday and not sure of their return. If I was putting on a work shirt, I have a job. Also if we have customers, who are also our friends, then God is blessing our business. If I could go to both sides of Walmart and greet people then I could walk and talk. So I think from now on, I will do my best not to attend my pity parties no matter how many invitations I get. We are God's children and He wants the best for us. Just like when we give our children things and they concentrate more on what they don't have. It makes you want to strangle their little necks. We serve a loving and merciful God and His word says that He knows the plans He has for us, to prosper us and not harm us. Let's start thanking Him for what we have and watch Him move.