Another Red Letter Day?

I woke up in a really crabby mood, the leftovers from yesterday, I guess, and threw my clothes off and across the room. I got redressed in clothes suitable for going to the store (Not my pink polka dotted pjs) and plunked my way irritably down the stairs. I was met by a smiling already dressed and ready for school ten year old. Another red letter day? My bad mood dissolved immediately. How could a person stay in a bad mood when met with such an obvious answer to prayer? I am ashamed to admit that until recently,I, a long standing professed Christian, have not prayed for my children, other than on an emergency basis. In fact, I didn't make a habit out of praying much at all. About a month ago I got tired of some of the garbage I saw going on in my family and decided to take a proactive approach. So here we are a month later and I am starting to see real changes. I can't attribute the changes to anything else but the fact that I am spending time with God bringing up their faces, names, and lives. Nothing else has changed except that one solitary thing.
So I was highly encouraged this morning when I saw her smiling face. How COULD I continue in my bad mood?
This of course doesn't mean things are better all the time. Sometimes, such as the night before last,(Pie p-p-p-Pie!) it seems as if progress is not just slow, but has gone in reverse. When those times come around I am trying to think of it as two steps forward and one step back. We are moving forward, just slowly.

On another note, having just read a biography about Johnny Cash, I spent the entire morning watching all kinds of Cash videos on Youtube.com. I have always loved Johnny Cash and have come to the conclusion that although his voice was more powerful when he was young, his music was more powerful when he was old. In particular I was moved by his song and video "Hurt", written originally about heroin use by somebody else, and recorded by "Nine Inch Nails". He gives it his own interpretation, however, and it almost makes you cry to watch it as he sings about his "empire of dirt" and footage of the flood damaged "House of Cash Museum" is shown with all of his broken things and you see the parallel between that and his broken life.
Also I really love his duet with daughter Rosanne. "September When it Comes" is quite a moving song with home videos of him and his family. The fact that he actually died in September only makes this video more poignant.

I think it's going to be a really good day.