Monday means I am facing another week of homeschooling, softball, baseball, laundry, housework, yard work and three meals a day. I am usually starting out with an empty fridge and a bit of a messy house from the weekend. I've reminded myself to say "I get to" instead of "I have to" when faced with the chores of a wife and Mom, but getting rid of the bad attitude doesn't get rid of the chores.
I learned to start our Mondays on Friday, but that still doesn't completely take away the feeling of Monday slamming into me when I'm not ready mentally and emotionally.
When I really dig deeper than the chores and the attitude of Mondays, I have to admit that my dread comes from the habit of viewing the new week as another whole week to face my trials. For some reason, I have this weird idea that by facing Monday, I'm facing seven whole days at a time.
But,
one whole week,
seven whole days,
of the trials of life,
is just too much to face at a time.
I can't.
I don't have the strength or the faith.
So, I'm reminding myself that Monday is just one day. It's not a week, it's one day. I can face one day. I can handle 24 hours, especially when I sleep through about 8 of them. I'm not facing a whole week of chores, attitudes and trials at once, I only have to face
(Google wouldn't let me upload the video, and I am too tired to stay up and fight with Bloggrrrrrrr. Click on the link to hear Lenna Martel sing this beautiful song.)
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