Good Morning, Monday.
I want to welcome Monday more. I want to soak up every last bit of the weekend, be so grateful for it, and then turn my eyes to start of the week ahead, with all its glorious newness.
This weekend was full of our favorite thing: each other. The plans we had were rescheduled so our Saturday and Sunday were as open as open can be, and, for this band of three musketeers, weekend days where the only set piece is spending time together are sweet ones, indeed.
We did nothing "big", we just enjoyed the beautiful normal. We ate grapefruit and sunny-side up eggs and exercised our right to vote. We returned a coat that didn't fit and stopped by a local coffee shop. We made mouth-watering lamb burgers and watched our favorite Netflix shows. We heard an excellent sermon by our pastor and enjoyed the perfect afternoon walk. We had multiple discipline sessions, spent time reading, ate french silk pie, and talked about this life that we are living.
"Choosing joy" was a theme of our conversations over our weekend days. This season we are in has been hard, hard in the sense of waiting, hard in the sense of parenting an intense, strong-willed 4 year old, hard in the sense that you feel like discouragement is trying to seep into every corner it can. Our pastor Jim preached on Psalm 42 & 43 yesterday and the verse that makes an appearance 3 times throughout those two psalms is:
"Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you in turmoil within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my salvation and my God."
The timing of the Lord made me smile yesterday. As I sat and listened to this sermon I kept thinking, "He knows. He knows." He knows the words our hearts and heads need to hear. He knows how we need to be encouraged and how we need to be soul-pricked. He knows the very situations we need to be reminded that our hope must always be in Him. And He's doing that in me and us in this season, and He gently reminded us of all of that yesterday.
So, Monday, here we go. We are welcoming you, with gratitude for what's just behind, and a whole lot of hope for what's ahead.