After work, yesterday, I traveled with my family to Atlantic Beach. As we arrived home tonight, I started thinking about the opposition in all things.
On the way down, my daughter drove me absolutely insane (as a nearly five-year-old probably should during a four hour car ride). She was excessively noisy and ended up dropping my food in the floor of the restaurant while I was in the bathroom--after I told her not to touch it. On the other hand, she brought me tremendous joy when she woke up in the hotel and came over to snuggle with me, as well as when I saw her playing in the ocean with her dad. I was extremely proud when I saw her befriending some other little girls who looked different from her. So, how can things bring us so much frustration but also so much happiness?
Another example came to mind as I sat in the sun and was calmed by the sound of the waves. The sand was warm and soft and I was completely relaxed with a book on the beach. Later, I found that same beautiful sun had burned me to a nice shade of lobster red in the areas where I neglected the proper detail with my sunscreen. (I am now blotched, dotted, and striped in some places. It isn't pretty)
Ultimately, this weekend was a testament of Heavenly Father's creations and His great plan that teaches us that there is opposition in all things. We accepted that condition and will be blessed by the gratitude and appreciation that we have of the peaks (that wouldn't be as evident if we didn't also have valleys). Now, off to lather my scarlet reminders, to be grateful, with aloe lotion...
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