Article October 2, 1978 Issue

This just is my day!

JAMES NORMAN WOMACK

How often we hear—or perhaps make—such statements as: "We held our class picnic on Saturday, and naturally it rained." "I was already late for my appointment, and, just my luck, a slow freight train held up traffic for a half hour." How many times after a series of frustrating setbacks have we abandoned the field to the devil by proclaiming, "This just isn't my day!" Or perhaps "You can't win!"

Corrupting perfectly good words like "naturally," "win," and "day" in this way isn't so much a matter of semantics as of divine metaphysics. These are foxy little errors that we should not disregard. We need to trap them and eradicate them from thought and conversation.

What should we do, then, when misfortune seems to plague us? We can pray with the Psalmist, "Order my steps in thy word: and let not any iniquity have dominion over me." Ps. 119: 133; We can acknowledge God, Spirit, as the only creator, and as the maintainer of His perfect, spiritual universe, in which we are included as His reflection. Where we are, God is, for God is infinite. And He is harmonious Life.

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