i wonder if God hates mondays too

it's monday again. i can hear the groans already. before the day even starts people are loathing it, cursing it, wishing it would go away. i think it's crazy of course. to dislike 1/7th of your life. to have developed such a habit of hating a day, that you cringe when someone even mentions the name.

i wonder if God hates mondays too. if He gets so tired of hearing the complaining, whining and frustration that He dreads the day just like everyone else.

i wonder if on sunday night He starts to frown. if He starts moping around. if He wastes the moments in front of Him because He's so focused on what's coming tomorrow.

i wonder if He grumbles and gripes to anyone who will listen. i wonder if He rolls His eyes, stomps his feet, and makes His annoyance for the day obvious to everyone around Him.

i know He doesn't, but i wonder if He wants to sometimes. i wonder if He wishes that for once, just once, no one would complain about a day that hasn't even begun and instead is just excited to find out about the plans He has for them.

i wonder if He searches the whole earth for someone, anyone, who is just be glad to be alive. someone who will be happy that the sun came out. someone who will thank Him for another opportunity to make things right, another chance to touch a life, another possibility to start again.

i wonder if He gets tired of looking. if He wonders if it's worth it anymore. if He wishes He could start over.

i don't want God to search and not find someone thankful for mondays. i don't want God to grow tired of looking for someone who is glad to be alive. if He can't find it anywhere else, i want Him to find it in me.

i want to be someone He can count on to be happy regardless of what day it is. 

at the end of my life, if God said, "i'll give you one more day",and it was a monday, i'd take it...in a heartbeat. 

and i bet most everyone else would do the same.

let's celebrate mondays...today and everyday...happy monday!!!

in honor of mondays

in honor of mondays, my favorite day of the week, i wanted to share something i wrote a couple of years ago and hope it inspires you to live today and everyday as if your life will make a difference. because whether you think so or not, your life does make a difference. everything you say and everything you do makes a difference to someone. good or bad, small or big...your actions change the world. 

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true success

true success is not measured by first place, or awards given, or records achieved. true success is not measured in victorious moments with the world applauding your efforts and trophies being handed your way. 

true success is not even counted as the world counts it-with flags waving and fireworks and long speeches about the worthiness of your efforts. 

alas, true success is not always the big moments wrapped in fancy paper with the good bow on top. no, true success often comes unwrapped and unnoticed, hidden away in the corners of our lives-forgotten really, brushed aside as being too simple, too little, too unnoteworthy to write down in the pages of our minds. 

but at the end of the day and more importantly, at the end of a life, it's not the trophies or the awards or the applause that mean anything to anyone. it's the actions of a person. the hand held, the shoulder offered, the true and genuine concern about another human that leave the lasting impression.

people will forget how many times you came in first place. people will forget the games won and lost, the points scored, the errors made. but people will never forget how you treated them and people will never forget how you made them feel.

true success will never be the success that is headlined in the media or given the front row seat. true success, lasting success is rarely noticed by this world. but the moments that matter, the moments that make a difference, the moments that really count, don't need to be noticed or headlined or given special treatment. true success, the kind that lasts a lifetime, doesn't have to be seen by the eyes. that kind of success has to only be felt by the heart. 

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happy monday...let's choose to make it the best one ever!!!

i love mondays

people think i'm crazy. they've said so. right to my face. they've laughed. they've rolled their eyes. they've ignored and criticized and complained. they don't want to hear it and yet i say it anyways. i love mondays. 

crazy concept i know. to love a day that so many hate. to embrace the very thing that symbolizes a loss of freedom to so many. but i don't consider it a loss. i don't look at it from a jaded point of view. i see mondays as a gift. a reminder of all that we can be. to me monday is another chance to make it all right. another chance to step out into the dreams we've dreamed for too long. monday means opportunities and fresh starts and new horizons. monday means new beginnings and blank slates where we get to write out the story of our day, of our week, of our life.

though it sounds foreign to some, i made a choice long ago. i choose to find the good...in every moment...in every situation...in every person.

not always easy of course. or immediate. or even voluntary at times. but i've developed such a habit of searching for the silver lining that i force myself to find it. sometimes grudgingly. sometimes through clenched teeth. sometimes screaming the whole way. but i find it...because i choose to.

one of the greatest stories i ever read was about Joseph in the Bible. betrayed by his brothers. sold into slavery. falsely accused. falsely imprisoned. and YET the Bible says, what satan meant for evil, God was able to use for good.

that story, that concept changed me. God used the very worst moments in Joseph's life and used them to bring about incredible blessings. through every trial, through every problem, even when it looked like everyone was against him, Joseph just kept his eyes on God. he didn't worry, he didn't complain, he didn't give up. he just kept choosing to honor God. and when it looked the worst, God showed His best.  

and i know that if God would do that for Joseph, He'd do it for me. not because i deserve it. not because i'm special. not because i earned it. but because God promised what He has done for one, He will do for all. and when i gave my life to Christ, i became one of the all He was talking about. 

and so i try to overlook the bad and look for the good. i tend to ignore the clouds and look for silver linings. i take something that the world considers bad-like mondays-and turn it into something good. on purpose. because it's my choice. and because quite simply, it's a day that God has made.

people call me crazy but i love mondays. what's stopping you from loving them too?

hApPY mONdaY!!!