Yeah, but what if we’re having a bad day???

We have Christian radio stations down here. Yes, emphasis on the “s” – because I don’t think there were ANY Christian radio stations (FM, at least) in Boston.

Now, when I flip the dial and run into the latest worship song, it’s just… jarring.

Oh, and then sometimes I walk into a business and hear Christian music on muzak. That’s some crazy stuff right there. For a public place to have… anyway.

Back to the radio. These Deejays are so … happy. Positive. Energetic about life. More happy than the average person on the street. I can’t help but wonder what it’d be like to have that gig, especially when I don’t have that bounce in my step or voice most days.

Maybe they feel this need to prove, by their tone of voice, that God is worth it?

Maybe they really genuinely are that happy?

Maybe they have been told that the station is an upbeat and positive resource for listeners, and that’s a part of the job?

BUT, BUUUUTTTTT… What if they have a bad day? What happens? Do they take a sick day when they’re feeling down? (I know this sounds critical and tongue-in-cheek, but I’m serious.)

I ask all these questions, because Christian radio personalities aren’t the only representatives of the faith. We all are. All believers, from the church staffer, to the radio Deejay, to the stay-at-home mom, to the college kid, to the plumber.

We all are.

And, well, what if we’re having a bad day? Does this ruin our “witness?” Is our mood an indicator of our faith? Is our faith defined by feelings? Is our faith more evident when the sun is shining or when it’s dark? When we’re having a good day, or when we’re facing a really tough time?

What if we’re angry? If we’re sad? If we’re hurt? If we’re afraid? If we’re stressed out?

What proves our faith in those days?

If you could be the opposite sex for a day…?

Yesterday :: 3:30pm EST

I’m driving down “the spur” (for all you locals), sipping my Chick-Fil-A peach milkshake (aka: Heaven With A Straw), while thinking VERY happy thoughts about how amazing the weather is right now (even though I spent a large chunk of my day doing something that I’m not crazy about, but this is a first since I started my job four months ago. More happy thoughts all around.).

Anywho, back to the drive. The radio happens to be on the local Country station, and the DJ is talking faster than I’m driving. And, even though I don’t like a lot of talk-talk-talk on the radio when there should be tune-tune-tune, it doesn’t ruin mood. My beautifully invincible mood.

The DJ prattles through future topics of conversation on their show, including the question: “if you could be the opposite sex for a day, what’s one thing you’d do?”

And that’s when it hit me, surpassing the euphoria of perfect weather and perfect shake:

This’d make one heck of a blog question.

So, I ask you, dear sunshiny readers, if you could be the opposite sex for a day, what would you do?