Everyone hates Mondays, right? I mean, it is the start to another week, and any time something goes wrong on this day, Monday gets the blame. A little unfair, if you ask me.
Please understand that as a pastor, Monday mornings tend to be busy. I'm getting back into the office after a tiring Sunday, and I have a lot of things to catch up on. So these little inconveniences aren't very helpful. In fact, they are quite disturbing. So I was tempted to say, along with everyone else this morning, "I hate Mondays."
The problem is that I love Mondays. Monday is a fresh slate for me. As someone who gets to preach every week, Monday morning is when I begin that prep. This means digging into the passage I'm studying, finding sermons by other people who have preached on the same passage which I'll be using, and getting into commentaries. I love this part of the week. It actually happens to be a great day.
I think the big difference for me is that I don't just love Mondays; I love my "job". I say "job" because it is really a joy and ministry to be able to do what I do. Being a pastor is a blessing greater than many which have been given to me.
But does this only have to be those in full time ministry? Shouldn't this apply to everyone? Shouldn't we all look forward to a fresh week, being sent from our places of worship on Sunday in order to live lives of worship in our communities, jobs and homes. So my mantra is not "I hate Mondays", but "I love Mondays."