” Unless the LORD had given me help, I would soon have dwelt in the silence of death. When I said, ‘My foot is slipping,’ your love, O LORD, supported me. When anxiety was great within me, your consolation brought joy to my soul (Psalm 94:17-19).”
Monday’s are a bummer, especially if you’ve worked on the weekend like I just have. Monday morning life seems bleak. It’s culture shock. going from a more laid back weekend atmosphere to the daily grind. When it comes to Monday, Garfield is my guru: like him, I hate the day.
Monday morning is a time to whine (not shine). My theme song on Monday is the old black spiritual from the 19th century, “No One Knows What Trouble I’ve Seen”:
- “Nobody knows de trouble I’ve seen
- Nobody knows but Jesus
- Nobody knows de trouble I’ve seen
- Glory Alleluia!
- Sometimes I’m up, sometimes I’m down
- Oh, yes, Lord
- Sometimes I’m almost to de groun’
- Oh, yes, Lord”
Only one thing can get over my self pity and stupor on Monday morning: trust in Jesus. It’s a jungle out there, and only He can see me through it.
Walking through the swamp of Monday morning, most people I run into are generally pretty nice, but one bad apple spoils the whole bunch. There are some folks who are wicked, arrogant and self-centered (Psalm 94:2-6). They make life difficult.
Everyone has trouble, whether they admit it or not. I suppose some have more than their fair share, though. Because we are individuals, no one can truly share our sorrows, or joys for that matter (Proverbs 14:10).
We all share the same source of relief, however: God (Psalm 94:13). Our hope on Monday morning is for Him to come through in what looks to be an exhausting day and week. My heart seeks Him to lighten, even remove, my load and stress.