Something about Monday always makes me a little excited. I think it's the feeling of having a new start, and the idea that there are some fun adventures coming up.
And this week I'm even more happy to see Monday. Why? Because it was a rough weekend. Last week I was not feeling good at all. Sinus pain and pressure was making my head ache. I caught the cold that the kids have been passing around. The dog made me fall and I wrenched my knee. I was trying to adjust to the new summer schedule which means more activity than usual. And I thought I had done a really good job of holding my own through it all, of keeping on keeping on, not complaining, smiling and laughing and keeping things fun for everyone in spite of it all. I dealt with all the things that kids with autism, ADHD, biplar, NLD managed to throw my way with a side of croup and strep throat for good measure. I tried not to burden anyone else with my problems but to respect that the fact that others had challenges as well. Honestly, I was having fun making it all work well in spite of the challenges. Not that everything was perfect but it was pretty darn good.
And then I felt like I got slapped across the face over a little detail that really wasn't mine to be responsible for in the first place.
And it HURT!
I kept trying to shake it off but somehow it just wasn't happening. I wrote a scathing post Saturday morning, just to vent, but couldn't bring myself to hit publish because I knew I needed to calm down.
I struggled all weekend.
But this morning a fresh realization dawned on me that no matter how badly I felt I was treated it was nothing compared to how badly Jesus was treated.
And that no matter how much I felt like I had given to others it was really nothing compared to how much Jesus gave.
And that no matter how much I needed to forgive it was nothing compared to what Jesus chose to forgive.
And that Jesus triumphed over death itself and rose in victory, in order to provide that same victory in all areas of life for all of us.
For all who make mistakes and hurt others. For all who are hurt by those mistakes. For all who struggle in so many ways, both in the same areas as I do and in all other areas.
Because we are all human and make these mistakes. If I'm honest I know of times I've done it to others.
So, on this Monday morning, I am choosing to accept that gift of victory.
I am choosing to walk in love, in forgiveness, in the humility of knowing that I too make the same mistakes ( and far worse ones) and need that same forgiveness and love. I am choosing to walk in joy.
A new start. New lessons - or rather old lessons learned again. New adventures.
I'm ready. Anyone want to join me?
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Soli Deo Gloria