Originally posted on Miss P’s Ponderings on May 14, 2012
“Just another manic Monday….” Do you remember that little lyric by the Bangles? I liked the girl band back when they were making music, but I can only sing the first couple lines to be honest.
This morning, as I was scanning my Facebook news feed, I saw several things about it being Monday. So, I figured, why not write about Monday. Makes more sense to write about Monday today…then tomorrow. Right?
“Monday? Really. Another week ahead….arrgh.”
It seems a lot of people wake up on Mondays, with a question mark after the day. There are posters about the agony of Mondays. It seems like a lot of people are not fans of this day. They treat it as they’d treat a foul tasting medicine. They know they have to swallow it, but just thinking of it makes them about gag.
Another day of work.
Another week ahead.
Can’t wait until the weekend!”
Some people start the work week with a period after the day. They wake up and think…here we go again. They accept the day, but they’re far from a fan of it. To them, it’s not a horrible tasting medicine, but a daily vitamin. They know they need it, but they don’t look forward to it.
“Monday! Another week to make a difference.
Another chance to see what God has in store for me to experience.
Another gift from the Creator of time.”
Then, there are a few odd ducks out there. People who awake on this morning and see it as a great opportunity. Did you guess it? Quack, quack. I’m an odd duck. Now, don’t get me wrong. I don’t jump out of bed and exclaim, “Woohoo! Another Monday!” But I do look at the day with great expectation. Perhaps it’s because as a school teacher, I have a week full of lesson plans to teach and a hope that my students will grow as learners. Perhaps, it’s because I know I start Monday mornings with two second grade teachers in a prayer circle at 7:30a.m. There’s power when you join with other believers to lift up our students, their families, our staff, our administrators, and our witness. Perhaps, it’s simply because I’m simply an “odd duck”. Who knows? But, on Monday…I have a clear slate for my week. I’ve just finished a weekend off ending with Sunday worship with my church family and lunch with my sisters in Christ. I’ve rested. I’m ready for the week ahead.
However, as much as I enjoy Mondays and the anticipation about what lies ahead…I’m not a big fan of Tuesdays. By Tuesday, I’m already behind on my lesson plans. I already have papers to grade. I feel like the week is looming ahead.
Then, Wednesday…”hump day”. It’s a good day. The week is half over. I spend time with Lacie, my “Little Sister”. I help lead the kids in DiscipleTown through songs and puppets. It’s a good yet busy day.
Thursday rolls around and the excitement builds since it’s “almost” Friday. Yet, so does apprehension as I realize I only have a little time left to complete the goals of my instructional week.
Followed by the joy of Friday…wrapping up a week of instruction and ending with an occasional small group gathering. Being thankful for the week I’ve completed and the couple day off to rejuvenate.
The weekend arrives…and then it’s….
“Just another manic Monday. Woe-oh-woe. I wish it was Sunday.”
However, whatever day of the week it is…whatever the day holds. I know Who holds the day and that alone reminds me to rejoice.