Good Morning Molecules!

G-od
O-ffers us His
O-utstanding
D-evotion to

M-ake us
O-bedient &
R-eady for a
N-ew day with Him.
I-nspire others please, and
N-ever forget
G-od loves you!

this is the day the Lord has made

It was starting to pour when I was getting ready for school. I thought, in this rain, I might not survive the usual 10 minutes walk from the MRT to school, so I detoured to the side of the road to flag a cab instead.

Ambling along, came a brand new cab. Got in, gave my usual cheerful greetings to the cabbie and indicated my destination towards Jurong East.

He asked, "which way you want to go?"

I said, "TPE-SLE-BKE-PIE, exit Jurong Town Hall Road to Jurong East."

Cabbie said, "my customers told me KPE much better way"

I said, "that is just going backwards and a much longer way"

Cabbie said, "anyway, I've already missed the turning for TPE, have to go KPE now."

I said, "wait a minute. why don't you make a U-turn and head back?"

Cabbie mumbled and grumbled.

For the rest of the journey, cabbie would make presumptuous remarks and then retract them when I asked him about them.

I usually have quite meaningful conversations with cabbies but that morning was a drag.

It then appeared to me that this guy hears but he doesn't listen.

Don't we all know how hard it is to keep a conversation with someone who doesn't listens but intent on only spewing out his own comments.

As the rain poured, the road conditions slowed drastically. At each junction and turns, I would have to remind cabbie or else he would simply drive on nonchalantly. Each time I prompted him, he would reply with a standard, "is it?"

When we were finally on PIE and I thought I could perhaps steal a couple of winks to get ready for the day's teaching. To my horror when I opened my eyes, we were somewhere in Toh Tuck.

By this time I was really dismayed. Not only was the taxi meter ticking past $30. I am going to be late for class as well.

I asked cabbie why didn't he turn off at Jurong Town Hall road. to which, he again gave a stoic "is it?"

I was fuming by then.

I had to deliberately breathe deep and slow to calm myself down to rationalize my reactions to my emotions.

When I finally guided cabbie to the school, the meter stopped at $35, which was about all I had for the day. Great! No money left for even a drink of water!

I remembered stepping out of the cab feeling absolutely pissed and mad. What's wrong with this man? Can't he tell that I need to be on time for school? (which was why I took a cab in the first place) and why can't he even stop his cab nearer to where I wouldn't be drenched by the rain?

This is so going to ruin my day if it hasn't already!

As I walked past the security post and waved to the guards, a ticker-tape like message flashed across my mind.

This is the day that the Lord has made, I will rejoice and be glad in it.

You gotta be joking. Rejoice? Over what? You should be glad I wasn't scowling. Rejoice?

As I mulled over the flashing scriptures again, then it all made sense!

I WILL rejoice. It lies with my WILL.

I can choose to be angry and upset by the cabbie, or I can be thankful that I arrive safely in the torrential storm.

I can be thankful that the rain has cooled down the temperatures so much that it is so much more pleasant and conducive to teach.

I can be thankful that the route I took was the only route without any road accidents as were reported in the radio.

I can be thankful that God loves me more than enough than to let me simmer in my frustrations.

I started to be thankful.

It is amazing how when we choose to be thankful, there are so many things to be grateful for.

With this shift in my paradigm, my steps shifted into a hop as well.

So much so that when I stepped into class, I was practically skipping.

Of course, when you skip into class, the students notice. The atmosphere changes.

They quizzed me why I was feeling so happy that day. I told them the story of my horrible morning.

We ended up learning together that our lives are always affected by the choices we make. What seemed like a perfect excuse to be grouchy for a spoilt day can be the catalyst for an amazing experience.

Needless to say, I had a fantastic day. Even some teachers who sat in my sessions commented that they was very inspired.

THIS is the day that the lord has made. WILL you rejoice and be glad in it?