Bad Hair Day

This morning I was sitting on our bathroom counter getting ready for church, on-the-verge-of- crying for the 4th time. Today was not the day for a bad hair day. Clothes were not fitting, hair was not working, emotions were high, and tears were flowing.

I am so thankful things have turned around, because after the morning I experienced, I thought there could be nothing good from today.

Find the good in the bad today.