make-a-bad-day-better

They are inevitable. Bad days happen to everyone. But, there are things you can do to make them better. Here are a few…

Play with kids.

I dare you.

Give someone a compliment.

Not a fake one, but take the time to see something that someone else is doing well.

Sing in your car.

And sing as loud as you can. Have you ever noticed how hard it is to frown while you are singing?

Bake your favorite kind of cookies.

Then eat some.

Count your blessings.

I mean it. Start a list of all the things you are thankful for. Write until you can’t write anymore. Staple it to the wall.

Watch people.

Go find a crowded public area, sit down and watch. Allow yourself to wonder what he ate for breakfast, or what her name is, or where he bought that shirt.

Do something for someone you love.

Do the dishes for your wife, take your niece

out for ice cream, take your mom to Starbucks for a coffee.

Pray.

It’s because you expected it to be .What could be more encouraging that talking to the Creator of the universe?

Think of the most encouraging person you know and call them.

But don’t complain. Refrain from telling them how bad your day is and focus on making their day better.

Write a letter.

A good old-fashioned paper and ink letter. Bonus: write it to someone who has impacted your life and thank them and let them know how much you appreciate their role/impact in your life.

Remember the truth.

That God causes all things to work together for GOOD

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