Better then Blue

I started a post yesterday and now I’m not in that post any more, so I’ll write a new one for today. I had a good morning. I ate waffles and drank coffee with friends and talked about relationships because we’re girls and that’s better then talking about purses.
It’s a gray day. Its gray outside and I’m feeling a little gray inside too, which is a little like feeling blue but better somehow because gray days are good and blue days aren’t. Some people would probably say contemplative instead of gray. I’m listening to Dean Martin, Daughtry, Martina, and 50’s big band music and they don’t really have much in common but they’re all good and they kinda fit my mood.
On a day like this I wake up and wonder why I was able to wake up and be alive and others’ time to appreciate life here is ending. Then I wonder if maybe I shouldn’t wonder why I haven’t been thrust into a moment where I appreciate life here but even more, wish for Heaven.
I’ve also been thinking about what makes me who I am. Sometimes I see people at Wal-Mart and then I see them eating in a restaurant and it changes how I view that person. Before they were just a cashier at Wal-Mart, now they’re a person who needs to eat. Stellar observation right? When I work, I’m “The waitress” or “The Girl Who’s Bringing the Food” or my favorite, “The Drink Lady”. I’m defined by what I do and how I meet a need. I like so much better to be known as Sonya, because that encompasses all I am not just part of me. It’s so easy to forget people are all the same because we see them for the roll they play in our lives. So what happens when the Father can’t feed his children, when the mother gets Alzheimer’s, and the perfect child gets sent to the principle’s office?
We get the opportunity to love the way Christ did- not for what they do, not what they give or who they are, but simply because they’re people who are worth the life of the God Who created them. Isn’t that how we all want to be appreciated though?

Today is a gray day but it’s still a gift and I think I’m going to use this gift to clean and to write a letter and go sing at play practice. And maybe I’ll have the opportunity to love someone as they are- maybe you will too.
~Moi