Thank Goodness It’s Friday! Not this week, not today!
I am usually thrilled when Friday comes, but not this week. It has been a lost week for me. I am not sure what happened to Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. It seems like I skipped from Monday, which feels like a month ago, to Friday.
I know I did stuff the past 3 days – made hospital visits each day; started reading Mark Twain’s Autobiography, Vol. 1; had a few meetings; worked on my sermon; did some pastoral counseling by phone, text, and in-person; and, started physical therapy for my ailing back.
But it is all a blur!
I do not like it when my days pass without making an impression upon my memory. When this happens it makes me wonder if I never fully engaged in the day or was doing everything by rote. Did nothing happen these past three days which stirred my soul, impregnated my heart, caused my spirits to soar? On the flip side, did nothing happen to deepen my distress, give me anxious angst, or develop dome dread.
Were these past three days neither hot nor cold, but simply lukewarm.
The Psalmist proclaims, “This is the day that the Lord has made. Rejoice and be glad in it!” (Psalm 118:24)
If the past three days passed like a thief in the night, then I must have failed to be faithful to this command.
If I had recognized each of these past 3 days as “the Lord’s” then wouldn’t they have been memorable?
If I had “rejoiced and been glad” during the past 72 hours, wouldn’t that joy still be burning in my heart?
Instead, the days passed. Frequently people will report someone’s death by saying, “He passed!”
I will never be able to reclaim these three days. I will never be able to relive them. They are lost.
Gee, I wish it were Tuesday again.
Wishing on the past never builds the future.
It’s a new day! TGIF – Thank God It’s Friday!
It’s a day for memorable living. This is the day the Lord hast made, rejoice and be glad it it!
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The Lord never intended every day to be a memorable five ring circus.
Dad, i agree, but we should always have at least one memory of each day. Memories are a reminder we put our heart into our labor. On the five ring circus days, it is hard to remember. Perhaps we should aim for two ring circus days.
Sometimes I look back and say where did the time go? and then sometimes I look back and say this and this happened…and sometimes I forget it all completely and be glad they were peaceful enough to not be remarkable in anything. I know yours were probably so busy they got lost in the work, but I am betting someone said thanks for something you did or said on those days and for that you served God without praise or even memory of having done so!