Days after deliver bummer or blessing. Roller coasters of emotions requiring lap belts and those padded metal bars pinning you in your seat so you don’t go flying out around the curve.
Happy dances if your candidate won. Calling in sick if your candidate didn’t. Thanking God the system worked. Cursing God the system failed.
Relieved you got the promotion but now you have to deliver. Shocked you got riffed but excited for what the new season holds.
Tears of joy for the safe delivery followed by tears of fear for the heart murmur.
Days after flood us with emotions we know are coming like biting into a coconut cream pie you baked for yourself.
Days after blindside us with emotions we never saw coming like a 350 pound outside linebacker named Bubba.
As I write this I have no clue your exact feelings on this day after.
I suspect you fall somewhere along the sliding scale from extremely happy to extremely sad with drops of joy and drips of anger sprinkled in.
Only you know your exact landing spot.
May that spot not so excite you nor overwhelm you that you lose sight of Who’s you are and Who made the world and Who rules the world. Of Who loves you dearly and carries your life in His hand.
Emotional beings need a beyond-emotions Anchor. An Anchor who weeped and grieved and celebrated and sang. An Anchor who persevered and lived confident in His Father’s love. His plan. His sovereignty.
That’s what you have in Jesus. No matter how crazy your day after ride.