I don't mind the four days of rain we have had here in Virginia. It reminds me of my Alaska home. Our dear short summers in Anchorage were mostly rainy. If we had sun, we were basking in every 22 hours of it (with temps soaring into the high 70's...whoa, that's hot). But it rained a lot. I loved growing up in Alaska summers; green, lush and full of adventure all day (and night) long.
I don't mind giving a talk in church, if it happens to be on Mother's Day Sunday. I had the opportunity to ponder this sacred calling for the days leading up to Mother's Day. It gave me a greater appreciation for my children. And added bonus: Sommer gave her first talk in the meeting too...can you believe I have a 12 year old!?
I don't mind mowing the lawn during the day, if it means I get to spend more time with Garth when he gets home from work.
I don't mind a sick child. I get tons of snuggle time that would otherwise not happen when he is full of energy and wants to play non-stop.
I don't mind a trial now and then. I find myself praying more, listening more and drawing closer to my Heavenly Father.