Trying to spark some breakfast table conversation this morning I asked what everyone was looking forward to about the day.
"Going to Bed" was the reply.
Yep it was a Monday Morning. Sometimes I wonder why Mondays have to be considered so dreadful. It is the day after worship and the second day of a fresh week, yet they are loathed like none other.
I suppose the culprit behind the distaste of Mondays for me at least is discontentment. I do not wish to get up so early. I wish it weren't so cold when I got up. I fancy that I might be happy if I were getting up early to catch a plane to some glorious warm spot by the ocean.
When I get up on Monday life hits me. I still have the same problems as I did before. I still have the same decisions to make. And no matter how hard I try I cannot make myself perfect.
I wonder what would happen if Monday became something other then the day of the after weekend crash.
Monday just like each and every day is a brand new day. A brand new day to see God's grace. To find His grace in the simple things. To experience the joy of being around others.
To do instead of simply being.
Next Monday is coming soon and its going to be a beautiful day to see God's grace.
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