Today is a Monday with everything that implies. I woke up late. Then I took a typhoid pill which is making me feel tired and sick (more on that in a big announcement tomorrow). I got to work and was immediately slammed with multiple people wanting my attention for tasks that I have little interest in doing. All this and I haven’t had a cup of coffee in five days. It’s a Monday of Garfieldian proportions.
From where I sit now I can see that this is nothing unusual. It’s not a failure of character to get a little stressed and grumpy. It’s not a “bad testimony” to not grin like a manic mannequin through each hour of the day as if the very souls of those around me depended on the strength of my cheek muscles. This tiredness is not unique to me. This crabbiness is normal. Into each life some Mondays must fall.
The beautiful treasure of our light is hidden inside fragile clay jars but He remembers that we are only dust. Don’t fret. Don’t add the stress of self-condemnation to the already busy day. You’ll feel like smiling some other time. And someday we’ll all have coffee again.
So how is your Monday so far? I’d love to hear about it.