By Lisa G. Smith, Guest Columnist
The Picayune Item
PICAYUNE —
I woke up this morning having less than a happy day. I was in the midst of spiritual warfare with some heavy duty opponents. I sat glumly in my chair by the window sipping coffee and crying. I was at a choice point. I knew the day had many possibilities, but I had to choose. Was it going to be a happy day or not?
I thought of each of the three opponents to my happiness and what they were doing. The spirit whispered, “Give them to me, and put your mind on higher thoughts unless you want them to claim your day.”
I did not want to give my day to anybody but God and myself. I reached in consciously and redirected my thoughts toward good. It was truly a lovely day with inspirations for columns, songs, house decluttering and just being happy. I would win this battle of the mind! I would choose again.
I knew for me to redirect thoughts was going to take a song and what better than “Oh Happy Day.” I went into YouTube and found the song. It started to play and I started to sing through my tears. At first it was just a glimmer that came through, but I kept singing till I had a Jesus smile on my face.
I sat up from my crying chair and saw three squirrels racing each other around the bottom of oak tree. Why? You know nothing but mama’s cornbread will drive a squirrel over the edge like that. One squirrel had a chunk in his mouth, and the other two were chasing him to steal it.
This was funny enough by itself, but the fact of the matter was I had made an extra half of a pone just for the squirrels and birds, and it was all over the ground by the tree. They chose to fight over one piece. The fact that they would fight over one little piece when two large pieces lay right in their path hit my funny bone, and I had a roaring good belly laugh as I watched the little critters. I guess nobody was in the sharing mood that day.
My belly laugh had recovered me to my right state of mind. I now was full of peace, joy and happiness. Today, I was an overcomer. I had fought my mental opponents of fear, depression and anger and I won!
It had only been a choice of whether I would choose happy in the arms of Jesus or depressed and worried in the battlefield of the mind. I chose the peace of Jesus’ arms.
When I went back to that window and there were three squirrels all lined up like soldiers, and they each had a piece of cornbread in their hands, and their heads were bowed. They looked to be saying grace. I smiled at them; I knew Mama’s cornbread had made their day and they had helped save mine.
