It seemed appropriate for today's post.
Some days are just not as great as others.
Some days are the:
scribbled in a library book day
marker all over your little boy's face day
beautiful day but can't seem to get outside day
frustrated that you ever started to recycle day
can't find your camera to document the blandness of the day day
library phones to inform you that you returned the wrong CD's day
favourite clothes are still in the wash day
didn't sleep much last night day
turn the radio on as it finishes your favourite song day
but as Rosenthal's book says, "Every day turns to night and every night brings a brand new day."
Here's to a good night's sleep, quiet devotions and the sun rising tomorrow.