We arrived in Cancun, Mexico and it was pouring rain. I mean, POURING. Which was refreshing but the weather report informed us there was a 90% chance of rain for our remaining eight days. You guys, I’m a sun worshiper!
David began giving me pep talks. “It is what it is.”
By the way, I really dislike that line. I believe that change is possible through prayer. So I started praying for just a little break in the rain, so we could at least enjoy our balcony!
Day 2: Rain.
Day 3: Rain.
God didn’t answer my prayers. Maybe David is right…it is what it is.
I considered my options over coffee. I glanced up and spotted a guy making smoothies. He looked at me and waived, wearing the biggest smile I’ve seen. I decided to order a smoothie and visit with him. Besides, maybe his enthusiasm would rub off on me. Marcos made a smoothie and we chatted over the noise of the blender. His joy was contagious. In fact, all the employees at Live Aqua were great. But Marcos is special. He told me how happy he is serving others.
I decided right then and there, that I would find joy in each moment of my rain-filled days.
Happiness is. It’s a state of being, where circumstances can’t steal my elation.
And so I laughed.
*I laughed at David’s comment to our server, Jesus. Even though some might consider it a bit sacrilegious. David asked Jesus, “Could you perform a miracle and turn some avocados into guacamole?” Jesus didn’t get the joke but brought a bowl of guacamole to us. Then to continue the entertainment, he kept wiggling his fingers over the bowl to show me how the “miracle” was performed.
*I giggled as I slipped in the rain, crossing the street to go to shopping for an umbrella. David caught me just before my backside completely hit the ground. “Got ya, Smith.” I was happy to have a husband who protects me and catches me when I fall. And excited to find an umbrella for five bucks.
*I smiled while we listened to amazing voices sing, I Did It My Way. I held hands with David while the rain continued. Music moves the spirit.
*I was delighted on day 4 when the sun finally came and the rain ceased. But I had discovered that the warm sunshine, whether present or sleeping behind the clouds, could no longer affect my mood.
*I was with David, just the two of us. That was my joy…Even when he called me Donald Trump because the wind blew my hair into a “comb-over.”
What are you joyful about today?