“Monday rolls around and…” you fill in the blank.
From a young age, our minds were trained to think in a certain way. We picked up habits from our parents, teachers, other adults, friends, and peers. Both positive and negative things.
We see, and we learn; we imitate.
As we grow older, it’s our responsibility to change the way we think (especially if it’s negative). It’s essential to continue learning despite how much and what we know. We need to allow ourselves room to get challenged and to be uncomfortable.
I’ve learned to love Monday mornings despite the social norm. It’s just crazy how we can hinge on the day’s name to determine our attitude. The days of our week are there to help us keep track of the calendar, not our moods.
When Monday rolls around, a brand-new day starts (thankfully!); when Tuesday starts, a brand-new day starts, and so on.
Enjoy every day as if it’s the last. Do what you love and be around those you love. Live FULL of every day, because tomorrow is it’s own.
When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive – to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love. ― Marcus Aurelius
It’s funny how even mornings have a “stereotype.” It’s accepted everywhere, especially in our American culture. Mornings are tough and blah. People rarely look forward to the morning, or to even have a good morning–because, as I’ve mentioned, it’s stereotypical. There are a few early birds out there, but generally, most people roll their eyes and think, “not again…”
I noticed this kind of attitude trickled into my day, and before I knew it, my days became mundane and “same old, same old.” That really wore me out! So, to change that up, I started to do the most essential thing every morning. I woke up, washed up, and worshiped. I made myself some coffee, and even if it’s for a few minutes, I sit in God’s presence.
Let me hear Your lovingkindness in the morning; for I trust in You; Teach me the way in which I should walk; For to you, I lift up my soul. Psalm 143:8 NASB
You get a certain feeling when you hear “Monday morning” versus “Friday night.”
Why is that? What made us think “mornings” are bad, other than the social norm, the status quo?
Maybe mornings really aren’t your thing, but that doesn’t make them bad.
Don’t let your mornings become a stereotype, whether you’re an early bird or a night owl. It just takes a perspective shift and allowing ourselves to get challenged every day.
We live, we learn, we grow.
I rise early; before the sun is up. I cry out for help and put my hope in Your words. Psalm 119:147 NLT