Do you ever feel like you’re in a funk for no particular reason?
That’s how I felt this morning. I had the case of the blues and couldn’t really pinpoint why. Perhaps talking to Taylor via Skype made the reality of his distance set in. Maybe celebrating my daughter’s 19th birthday last night, then watching her silver Jetta fade out of sight as she drove back to her university had something to do with it. Maybe it was the weird dream or too much birthday cake.
Whatever the reason, I had a case of the blues.
Then I opened my Bible, the pages fell open to Psalm 103 and my eyes landed upon these words:
“Let all that I am praise the Lord; may I never forget the good things he does for me.” (Ps 103:2 NLT)
Now there’s a cure for a case of the blues if there ever was one! Like the psalmist I began to recount the good things He has done for me. Little things. Big things. Life altering things. Things that wouldn’t matter to anyone else but me.
Recounting what God has done for me reminded me of one the traits I love most about my daughter, Kylie. She is a truly, truly grateful person. Watching her open her birthday presents last night once again reminded me of how often she says “thank you” – even for the smallest thing. That girl gets seriously excited about gifts, no matter how big or how little. Reading Psalm 103 this morning made me wonder if perhaps this is the attitude the psalmist wanted to inspire.
Let’s face it. It’s hard to stay in a funk when you receive a gift. But it’s easy to remain blue when you allow all of God’s gifts to go unopened or unappreciated.
So this morning I took some time to appreciate my own gifts from God. I recounted all the good things He has done for me. After considering his merciful gifts the blues were gone. In fact, I felt a little like celebrating.
And it isn’t even my birthday. 
