I asked a friend Monday evening how her day was and she texted back:
“It was a Monday.”
I understood and could not have agreed more. My day had been the same. In fact, it seems there had been several *Mondays* in a row. By lunch time on Monday I headed outside during my lunch break to prayer walk our property. And I was totally delighted and amazed by these cotton-candy color lilies that I’d not seen blooming before. How had I missed them the previous day? They were like sponges soaked and overflowing little droplets from a mid-morning rain we’d had and were such a bright spot near a low winding border wall just past an old rope tree swing in the back yard. I know it sounds like we live in the country; but, our postage stamp size lot is a sanctuary in the city. So, I did what I normally do when I see flowers, I stopped to smell them and enjoy them. While I was bending over to get a perfect picture, or two, or ten, and deep in enjoying the beauty, unbeknownst to me, The Salesman came up and spoke to me and scared the beejeebers out of me! He thought I was holding a pair of tweezers working on a flower! Oh, he is so funny. And no, I have never tweezed a flower before. And he has recently been to the eye doctor; but, now I’m thinking I might need to get a copy of that vision report…
Surprised by God and scared by man.
Life can sometimes seem like a *Monday* quite often. Our thoughts and minds can become overwhelmed with the people and situations we encounter. The current state of affairs in our country can weigh heavy on our hearts and minds. I mean, how did I who so loves flowers, plants and things, miss these beauties? I do not remember seeing them as I walked the property the previous day.
Flowers bloom and grow and eventually, they will go.
Life can also change so much in just one day. I think of my daddy having a stroke when he was forty-five. Or my mama being diagnosed with leukemia at forty-five. I think of The Salesman having two stents in his heart. Health and jobs and homes and the status quo can be here today and gone tomorrow. What we hold in the physical realm is loosely grasped for it has wings that wither and metal that rusts.
Life changes and cycles and one day, eternity will begin.
One day, friends, one day the cares and troubles of this world and life will be gone. When deep in my *Monday mood* because life was not going as I’d planned, I oiled up and went out the door to the great outdoors where God moved me beyond my Monday sorrows and situations and problems and glitches in plans. God surprised me with cotton-candy colored flowers. And He gently reminded me of Truth:
“The grass withers, the flower fades, But the word of our God stands forever.” Isaiah 40:8
I spoke out the Truth of His Word. My *Monday* frustrations would soon fade away, along with the cotton-candy colored lilies. Truth moves me forward. And, I even sang a song after I recovered from being scared by The Salesman.
