I’ve learned a lot of things from my dad. In grade school, he taught me to ride my bike. In high school, he taught me how to bounce back from a broken heart. In college, he taught me how to balance a checkbook and listen to Mozart. And most recently, he taught me to love McDonald’s coffee. See, about once a week he stops by my house to drop off a small McDonald’s coffee with cream. When he comes by, we usually chat for about five minutes or so. And then as he leaves I give him a hug, tell him I love him and wave good bye saying, “Have a great day!” And he always replies, “Every day is a great day!”
I have been thinking about that phrase “every day is a great day” a lot lately. Because truthfully, not every day feels like a great day. Why this last month, we needed major plumbing work done and I was without a washer for three weeks straight. Not so great – sort of a hassle, really. Last week, our insurance company required that we remove a gorgeous hundred year old live oak in our front yard, at our expense. Again, not so great. As a matter of fact, it was a bummer. And then to top it off, my husband had knee surgery. Definitely not great – and not fun. So when you add that all up, it doesn’t seem like every day is a great day at all.
Still, each and every week when my dad drops by, he says the same thing, “Every day is a great day!” And so when I hear that – I am challenged to find something great about my day regardless of my circumstances. I am encouraged to keep smiling when I feel like frowning. To keep being grateful when I feel like griping. It’s something that my father is teaching me. Even now that he is in his seventies and I am in my forties, I find that my dad is still teaching me things. Really important life things.
Psalm 118:24 says, “This is the day the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.” Now, it would probably not surprise you to know that it’s one of my dad’s favorite verses. He loves that verse and can quote it verbatim. But the fact that he can quote it is not the best thing – the best thing is that he lives it. He truly does recognize every day as a gift from God and he spends his energy trying to enjoy it. He rejoices in it whether it’s savoring a hot cup of McDonald’s coffee or listening to Oscar Peterson in his car. He truly squeezes the greatness out of every single day and he is glad in it. And by watching him, I am truly learning – every day is a great day.