Facing an uncertain day ahead, I stood, very early in the morning,
Looking out the upstairs bay window of the living room
Down onto the almost awake
“This is the day that the Lord has made – I will rejoice
And be glad in it.” (Ps.118:24)
I liked to stand at the beginning of the day and proclaim
But it seemed a bit less celebratory that morning, than usual!
Yesterday, at work, had been unusually rough around the edges,
And I honestly wasn’t excited about facing this day.
As I sighed, and turned to go
To continue my morning
I heard clearly, in my knower,
Deep in my inner spirit
A lively and intriguing
“Name The Day.”
That stopped me, but I understood.
Though my coming day may look sketchy from my perspective,
God was clearly inviting me to name this day something – like
What I wanted it to be, instead of what it seemed I forecast to be –
Still by the window, in the brightening skylight,
Peace Day? Pleasant Day? Overcoming Day? What?
I chose. Victory Day.
With permission from the God of the Universe
I changed Tuesday into Victory Day.
Several times during that day I remembered it was called victory, and I
Stretched to see the positive things in it instead of highlighting
I have been naming my days ever since.