Damn. Monday already. Another long week of stress and aggravation. For what? Everything I make gets taken away. Nobody cares how hard I work, what I think, or what I’m going through, and nothing I do makes any difference. What’s the point? Life just sucks.
Monday. Thank you, God—I get to have another day. When I really think about that, and remember just a few of the ways you’ve blessed me, I know I can live today in genuine gratitude, peace, and joy. Please show me how to stay in those blessings so I can be a blessing to everyone around me, no matter what this week brings. Thank you for never giving up on me. Thank you for showing me who I am in you, and what’s possible today. Thank you for loving me. I love you too.