Some Mondays just feel like that, you know? Mundane.
Lacking interest or excitement.
I get up early and read through letters from long ago that still speak to this heart today, written from a man who claimed he was chief among sinners.
I am called to love but, truth be told, there are days that I don't even feel like it.
I am doing the mundane and there are days that it is is quite unremarkable.
Why do I try to convince myself that it has to be . . . grand, that is.
I preach to myself, for I am the one that needs it the most.
'I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me' then I must continue in the same way.
It is what I have been called to. It may not look all that grand on a day that is all review, and making corrections, and leftovers, and laundry.
But grace overflows and really, I don't even know why I mumble for I have been so blessed.
Instead, if I learned to do these three things:
. . . how much more magnificent my Monday would be!