Your Best Day Now

In this fictional story, our character follows the teachings of one Joe Ostine. I hope you find the story entertaining.

I awoke on this beautiful Saturday morning eager to know how God was going to bless me today. I opened up Joe's newest book which I keep on my nightstand and read the final chapter yet again. (It is a goal of mine to read the same book as much as I can before the next one comes out. Joe always says we need to set goals and fulfill them, and I would not want to disappoint Joe.)

After finishing my morning reading I felt invigorated, I went into the bathroom to take a shower and brush my teeth and the like.

Since I am a good Christian and would like for God to bless me througout the day, I try to follow Joe's advice as much as I possibly can. So when I finish my morning shower and when I am done with the normal routine I look at myself in the mirror and tell myself, "You are going to be victorious! You have royal blood flowing through your veins! Things will go your way for you are a child of the most high God!"

Feeling invigorated yet again, I went into the kitchen to prepare myself breakfast. Since Joe says that God only wants us to have the best, I planned to prepare myself a wonderful omlet, my favorite of all breakfast foods.

But, alas, I was dismayed when I found that I had run out of eggs from preparing myself an omlet every morning prior since the day I began listening to Joe.

It was ok though, I was still in control of this situation, I searched the kitchen and stumbled across some bills of mine which I had not yet paid.

Suddenly, I was briefly discouraged, I had not yet received the wealth of which Joe had promised me to repay these bills yet, and so many other things that were wrong began to flood my mind.

My father was ill, I was becoming incompetent at work for trying to keep my goal of re-reading Joe's newest book, my yard needed serious work, as did my house, and I had no money....or eggs.

I was becoming discontent with God, "Why have you not blessed me?!?!" I screamed toward the ceiling. "Joe says you will bless your children with health and wealth and that our lives will be easy from now on!!!" once more this was shouted at the ceiling.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. It was a rather loud knock and seemed to be very urgent, for the man knocking knocked quite more than one would usually knock at a door. I thought, "This could be a man offering me a job, or giving me money! I can see my sick father now, or buy myself some eggs!"

I opened the door eagerly after the knocking had ceased, but much to my dismay there was nobody there. The only evidence of the mysterious knock was a paper that had been nailed to my door.

It read, in big bold letters: FORECLOSURE

This could not be! God would never do something like this to me! Joe said that I would have abundant wealth!

I began to panic.

Desperately trying to piece together how it all went wrong, I went back to my mirror to give myself yet another pep-talk. "YOU will be victorious!" I said. "YOU are in control so YOU can get through this!"

After my talk with myself, I went back to Joe's book and began reading it again, for the fifteenth time. I came across an area which said that if I was optimistic, then things would fall into place for me. Because, who doesn't like an optimistic person?

So I began working on becoming a better me by striving to be optimistic, even now in this terrible time for me. After all, God, (Joe says) does not want us to ever be sad.

Through my window I saw that it was a lovely day outside, so I decided to go to the park. "Better yet," I thought. "I will walk there. All four miles, God would be pleased with me more if I exercised and felt better about myself."

So I began my walk, and successfully reached the park. But when I was just sitting down and starting to relax, clouds swarmed the sky overhead and a heavy rain began to fall. I could not walk back the four miles to my house in this weather, so I determined that I would venture into the nearby bookstore.

I found Joe's book which I had been reading at the house, sat down with it and began to read where I had left off.

Everything which I had planned for myself today had gone awry, and I was beginning to feel as if I wasn't in control after all. I mean, how could I control the weather?

I searched Joe's book for answers, but alas could find none.

I read the entire book again before the rain started to let up enough for me to walk home, by this time it was late afternoon. I had purchased lunch at the bookstore coffee shop.

Today had not gone as I had planned, but I stayed optimistic. I would go to church in the morning and hear what Joe had to say. Maybe things would go better for me on Sunday.

Because, after all, Joe says that I am a "total victor."