I have mixed feelings about Sundays. On the one hand...I love Sundays, and I love that it is the one day of the week that you are not expected to do anything...and you don't have to feel guilty about it. On the other hand, Monday always follows. Although I am grateful to have a job that pays the bills. I also want a position that makes my soul happy. I may be naive, but I still think it's possible to have both...
Recently, I had a conversation with someone about our parents and how they were able to stay on their jobs for 40-45 years. They persevered through some rough times, and they never let us see it. Our parents were not rich by a long shot. But none of us ever saw them struggling. Not really. What we did see though was how our parents prayed about everything. They trusted God in the good times and the bad times. They didn't fall apart at the slightest problem. They didn't quit their jobs because the boss didn't give them the promotion. They didn't whine and complain because life was hard. They just did whatever needed to be done.
I'm just going to be honest...I didn't get that gene. I wish I had, because most days I get on my own nerves. And, unfortunately, I am not alone. For some reason, many of us think that we are supposed to have this carefree, pain free, guilt free life, and that the world owes us something. I'm not sure where that attitude came from, but I do know that it has got to go.
I am on a mission. I am going to look forward to Monday through Saturday the same way I do Sunday. I am not going to live for the weekend anymore. I am going to thank God for every day, I am going to be grateful for every day, and I am going to praise God for every day...no matter what.
Until next time...
Be blessed
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