“It’s just
another manic Monday
Wish it were
Sunday
‘Cause that’s
my fun day
My I don’t
have to run day
It’s just
another manic Monday!”
The loud beeping
breaks my sleep cycle and begins my Monday.
I feel as though I only took a nap.
The world awaits, numerous tasks lay ahead and no button exists to take return
to Sunday. So, I must suck it up, put my
feet on the floor and move forward.
Monday marks the beginning of a week filled with anxiety provoking
events, work extending beyond time allotted and a calendar filled with
scheduled appointments. Oh, I wish it
were Sunday.
I realize time
extends forward and will not stand still just for me. I didn’t rest enough, finish enough chores
and failed to prepare for this week. Can
someone pass me the ‘easy’ button please?
Oh, I wish it were Sunday.
It’s time to get the
backpacks filled, agendas signed and lunches made. It’s time to gas up the mom taxi, iron
clothes and polish up the shoes. Monday
marks the day of adjusting back to routine; back to dragging kids out of bed,
begging for cooperation in order to arrive at school on time and then arguing
the after school routine as well. Oh, I
wish it were Sunday.
THAT’S MY FUN DAY!
The artist above hit
the nail on the head. I don’t think the
artist’s meaning in the above lyrics coincides with my thoughts. . .but, here
they are.
I am certain 99% of
Americans can relate to the above description of Monday morning thoughts. The situations faced, schedule requirements
and hindrances may differ somewhat; but, the underlying thoughts harmonize. Avoiding a manic Monday appears top priority at
the sound of the alarm. We could roll
back over and tuck our head under the covers; that sounds like the perfect
solution, right? How about calling in
sick to the world today?
The weight of the
world can weigh heavily on our shoulders.
Oh, if every day could be Sunday!
No running here and there, no chores, no preparing for the day. . .just
a nice, peaceful day filled with family and relaxation. Nope, that is not the main reason why I wish
every day were Sunday.
IT’S MY FUN DAY!
Why? I wake up, bring my family together and head
to a warm, welcoming place of worship.
My church family comes together to recognize the reason life
exists. The focus shifts away from work,
errands, stress, deadlines, pressures of fulfilling specific roles and it moves
to God. He becomes the center of our
thoughts and an overwhelming peace fills our hearts. All that happened the week prior doesn’t
matter. All that lay ahead for the week
to come doesn’t matter. Our one True
King and His plan for our lives is all that matters.
Surrounding
ourselves with fellow believers not only brings joy and comfort but also
accountability. It keeps our focus on
God and building our faith, trust and hope on His Word. Filling ourselves with Truth while focusing
on the example set forth by Jesus, Son of God, provides strength and
perseverance to face any kind of Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday
and Saturday. Oh, if every day could be
Sunday!
Well, it can AND it
should! Just because the calendar says
it is Monday doesn’t mean our minds have to go there. God is not just a Sunday helper. His protection does not stop 12:00 pm Sunday evening. No fine print exists in the Bible stating –
not valid Monday through Friday! Take
Him with you at all times, use Truth to combat any negative thoughts that steal
your day. He will show the path for the
day and oh, the joy and peace which He planned for you is indescribable. Keep God close with each step, making each
and every moment faced easier. No ‘easy’
button needed. . .only faith, trust and hope in the Word of God. Take each step today knowing full well that
He walks right beside you.
Roll over, turn off
the alarm and jump out of bed. . .it is a brand new day and His mercies begin
anew. He already went ahead of you,
protected every hour of this Monday and waits in excitement to walk with you
through this day. Let Him in. Don’t keep Him in a Sunday box. Let it be Sunday every day! Today is our fun day!
Keep praying harder
than the devil can work.
Sheree Craig
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