Mondays

I don't like Mondays. I always thought that it was because I would usually have to go back to work on Monday, but I've decided that's not why. Now, I'm a stay-at-home mom and I still don't like Mondays. My son is usually so wound up after a weekend of constant activity that he is usually fussy. Maybe that's why the rest of us hate Mondays too. We hit the weekends at full speed ahead to try and get the most out of our rest and relaxation time. Then, we end up so tired that even the act of getting up the next day is tiring. There was a song years ago that I loved. It was by the country music group Alabama. It's lyrics were: I'm in a hurry to get things done, oh, I rush and rush until life's no fun, all I really gotta do is live and die, oh, i'm in a hurry and don't know why. Boy, do I identify with that song! Since when did rest become so tiring? I like what Psalm 62:5 says: Find rest, O my soul, in God alone; my hope comes from him. I think that my problem is slowing down long enough to look for the rest. So, I think from now on I'll look for it. After all, it's in the little moments as well as the big moments. May you find rest in your day.