It’s Monday again, and I’m going to have to wrestle this one to the ground. We have head colds at our house. Nasty little things that make us just sick enough to be uncomfortable but not sick enough to stay home. A definite failing in our culture, if you ask me.
And, we have weather. A little ice. A little snow. Again, not enough to make us need to tie a rope from the house to the barn. Just enough to make falling on the sidewalk a real possibility. Something I think about more often now that I’m a woman of a certain age.
And, of course, we have troubles. Nothing immediately close to home. Not in or own living room. But much closer than Paris, France, which is sad enough in it’s own right.
So, as I sit here in the cold dark-before-daylight of Monday, how shall I stir my soul to take it on? Platitudes won’t do it. Self-talk is failing. I can’t visualize myself out of this one and into a better future.
The one thing I can rely upon is Truth. So, I take all my depressing thoughts, all my fears , and all my aching, stuffy head back to what I know to be true. For today, I settle on this:
Even in darkness, light dawns for the upright… Psalm 112:4
It may not dawn immediately today, but eventually, it will shine again. I know that from Truth and from experience. I’ll count on that today, and I’ll grab this Monday and give it my best shot. It will probably turn out to be a wonderful day. Things often happen that way, you know.
Pass the tissues, please.
Sorry you do not get to stay home today. Because of the freezing rain and snow, I get a SNOW DAY! A whole bonus day to do what I want! I worry about others going out on the roads, though…and the slick sidewalks. Be careful out there.
Yeah. Ditto.
I reflect today’s post as well! Thank you for putting it into words for us all as well as pointing us to the truth that brings freedom and life in spite of feelings, drama, moods etc!
I needed this today. My first thought on waking was about my far away friends who are having to go through such sorrow right now. It certainly started my day on a sad note. But the Truth always wins as you remind us. Thanks for that.
Thanks, Kathy. On a day when I just want to crawl back under the covers, I get up and press in and pray for those who are struggling to stand today. And then realize by the end of the day, that someone somewhere was no doubt praying on my behalf for the very same thing.