If you've known the Binder family (a/k/a my gene pool) for very long, you are no doubt familiar with the phrase "have a happy face".
Its a simple reminder to have a good attitude.
A reminder that I received from my mother countless times growing up.
Now that I'm grown and can no longer be punished for it, I confess that sometimes this reminder only succeeded in fueling my bad attitude, and it may have even triggered a few eye rolls.
{Sorry, Mom.}
I blame it on teenage angst.
Or my sister Angel.
Which excuse is more believable?
{Love you, Ang!}
Regardless, the reminder stuck with me.
And now that I am a parent, the "happy face" has made its way into our home.
As most toddlers do, Kendry occasionally whines when its not necessary,
or displays a little bit of attitude from time to time.
He is familiar with the "happy face".
The other morning I prayed with Kendry before his breakfast.
We thanked God for our food and blessings, and asked Him to help us have a wonderful day, to obey Him and to obey Mommy and Daddy.
Following 'amen', I turned to walk back to the kitchen and heard Kendry whine:
"And happy face, Mommy!"
I had forgotten to ask God to help us have a happy face through the day,
and Kendry called me on it.
Just like my mother's "happy face" reminder, our Heavenly Father has little reminders for us, His children.
And that morning He used my kiddo to speak to my heart.
Have you heard this prayer?
Dear God,
So far today, I've done all right.
I haven't gossiped.
I haven't lost my temper.
I haven't lied or cheated.
I haven't been greedy, grumpy,
nasty, selfish or overindulgent.
I'm very thankful for that.
But in a few minutes, Lord,
I'm going to get out of bed;
and from then on,
I'm probably going to need
a lot more help.
Amen.
I am a total morning person.
When my alarm goes off in the morning I have that wonderful moment of peace and contentment.
The day ahead of me has so much potential!
And then I discover that Kendry wet the bed during the night.
Or I forgot to wash the load of whites and now Justin is stuck without a clean undershirt for work.
Or the birds in our front tree took out their vengeance during the night on my newly washed car.
But when I stop and take the time to talk to God in the morning, asking Him to help me through my day (with a "happy face"),
I can hold my peace,
no matter what comes my way.
A bad attitude looks good on no one.
And life is too darn short.
"This is the day the Lord has made;
I will rejoice and be glad in it."
-Psalm 118:24-