I used to dread Monday and I didn't even know why. Back when I worked in civil service, after my military service and before my private sector work, I hated to see the weekend come to an end. Oh, I had a good job in terms of pay and benefits, but I never found my work fulfilling. It was as if the "system" was so big that it didn't matter what you did or didn't do. Just move along and don't make waves. That was the philosophy.
Now in retirement but working at writing for the love of the art and extra income, things are different. I work at my writing at all times of day and night, whenever the spirit moves me. And I find that the more I work at it, the more the spirit moves me.
And, of course, I have the daily farm chores. These never end. Night or day, 24/7 when the horses are calling, I run. But I love them so it really doesn't seem like work.
And the same applies to my writing. I love to write. One of the reasons I do this blog thing is to keep up the practice when I have the dreaded "writer's block". And every now and then I put something on here that people really like.
But even though most of my days are similar, Sunday is still different. I guess it's taking the time to really spend time with my Maker and giving Him thanks formally that has something to do with it. It just gives me a good feeling and sometimes during the week, with all of the news of bombings and political mumbo-jumbo, it seems like Sunday is a long way past.
The Good Lord certainly knew what He was doing when He created the day of rest. It was to recharge personal batteries and reconnect with loved ones and with Him. Maybe He is trying to tell us to make every day like Sunday. I think we should try to do just that.
Have a great week and remember to thank Him daily for all that you have. It's the least that we can do and it pays wonderful dividends. He listens, and He knows who we are and where we need to take our lives. Let Him help.
God bless.
Now in retirement but working at writing for the love of the art and extra income, things are different. I work at my writing at all times of day and night, whenever the spirit moves me. And I find that the more I work at it, the more the spirit moves me.
And, of course, I have the daily farm chores. These never end. Night or day, 24/7 when the horses are calling, I run. But I love them so it really doesn't seem like work.
And the same applies to my writing. I love to write. One of the reasons I do this blog thing is to keep up the practice when I have the dreaded "writer's block". And every now and then I put something on here that people really like.
But even though most of my days are similar, Sunday is still different. I guess it's taking the time to really spend time with my Maker and giving Him thanks formally that has something to do with it. It just gives me a good feeling and sometimes during the week, with all of the news of bombings and political mumbo-jumbo, it seems like Sunday is a long way past.
The Good Lord certainly knew what He was doing when He created the day of rest. It was to recharge personal batteries and reconnect with loved ones and with Him. Maybe He is trying to tell us to make every day like Sunday. I think we should try to do just that.
Have a great week and remember to thank Him daily for all that you have. It's the least that we can do and it pays wonderful dividends. He listens, and He knows who we are and where we need to take our lives. Let Him help.
God bless.
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