Tell me why I don't mind Mondays
(With apologies to the Boomtown Rats)
I was driving into work today and praying with the radio off. I don't do that as much as I should, but I have found myself, by His good grace, praying a lot more lately and it has been a great thing. At any rate, I have not ever been one of those "Ugh...it's Monday." people, or one of the TGIFers as I see just as many gifts coming from God on Monday morning as I do on Friday evening (even when we are childless for the night). I have to admit that it is hard for me to live my life one day at a time and not to miss the everything that God has for me today and now. I do get lost in making plans for another day or another season so much so that I find myself desiring to be there more than here. Not that making plans is a bad thing, but letting that plan-making take over my affections smacks of me being ungrateful for where God has placed me today and now.
All that to say that every second of this life is a revelation of God's sovereign will for me. Whether it's painful, pleasant, Friday evening, or Monday morning this is still true: God's gift is both now and later. Unwrapping the later now gives short shrift to the abundant life that He wants me to live now.