I used to live every week for Friday! Oh, the possibilities that awaited me for the weekend. I planned my whole week around what I was going to do on the weekend. Should I go take a brief road trip, visit friends, go to a festival or just lounge around watching lots of television and movies? It was so exciting to go to bed on Thursdays and to wake up on Fridays! Yippee! It is the weekend!
Now, as my health leaves me home bound on most days, all the days of the week blur together. I do not know what day of the week it is. The only set day of the week I try to leave the house is on Sundays to go to church. I have missed church or been late to church because I did not know it was Sunday! Oh, there is no worse feeling than realizing part way through a day that it is Sunday, and I did not attend church.
The upside to not having a busy schedule is it leaves me free to be happy about every day. I do not loathe Mondays or spend all week wishing it was Friday. Every day, I try to be joyful and excited about the endless possibilities for the day. When I wake up, I try to praise God for giving me another day--another day to worship Him, another day to serve Him, another day to try to be a better Christian. In God's abundant love, He allows me to be glad not only on Fridays, but all week long.
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