I know, most people would say Friday or Saturday, cause that's when the humdrum of the working world ends temporarily and your time is once again your own, to do with as you please, to wind down, to get your to-dos accomplished, to celebrate...
But I like Sunday, a day that clearly marks the beginning of every week, a chance to start anew, a day that is fresh with opportunities to make the week whatever you want.
It's a day that forces me to slow down a little and listen a little closer to how the Lord wants me to use the upcoming week, or rather, how He wants to use me in the upcoming week. It's also a good reminder to reflect upon maybe how I didn't fit that intention so well in the previous week.
Grace is amazing, isn't it?
Just like Sundays, I get the chance to begin anew every week, every day, every hour because of a Lord that has shown amazing grace and accepted me for the broken soul, the impatient mother, the imperfect spouse, the sometimes less-than-trusting believer that I am... and blesses me each day with the opportunity to change and grow and love.
So this Sunday... I'm doing some reading, spending time with my sweet chickies, and preparing for a great week. I know He's got big plans for me...