Mondays

“Come to Me, all of you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. All of you, take up My yoke and learn from Me, because I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for yourselves. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light.”

- Matthew 11:28 - 30

I like Mondays,

but for most people it is the beginning of a work week: back to the ol’ drudge and tedium of office life. Back to Blackberrys, iPhones, WiFi hotspots, meetings, deadlines, and more meetings, and revised plans that required revised deadlines. You get the point.

I like Mondays,

but for some people, it is the crash back into a reality that was momentarily forgotten over the weekend. However, truth be told, the weekend - and the memory of it - is not always what it could have been. Expectations go unmet. Saturday and Sunday prove to be a little underwhelming once the parking garage is firmly placed in the rear view mirror on Friday afternoon.

I like Mondays,

especially this one, because at baptism last night, I had a friend who got wet in order to give evidence that his relationship with God was a done deal.

... because my friends Nils and Jamie became husband and wife.

... because my friends Nichole and David brought home a baby girl.

... because the weekend team was on it - from sound and lights to band and singers - and it showed!

I like Mondays,

because it gives me a chance to take Jesus at His word. My weariness, my burdens, my strained emotions, my breaking spirit - I can give to Him. And in return, I can receive His rest. I can learn from Him how to live my life. I can learn His gentleness, His humbleness. I can trade my yoke for His - one that is easy, made to fit me, and not one that I take from somewhere or someone else. One that binds, rubs, bruises, and scars.

Sometimes, I don’t wait for Monday. Sometimes, I have to do it with every breath, every step, every word I speak and thought I have. Because sometimes, Mondays don’t come soon enough. Or there's not enough of them.

R