When the Week Feels Too Heavy
It’s Monday, dear Lord, and you know what they say —
it’s Monday the worst day of the week.
The weekend is over, there’s much work to be done,
why, oh why, did Monday have to come?
It’s Tuesday, and Lord, sometimes I like this day
not nearly as bad as the one called Monday.
A little more energetic, not quite the heavy load
I think I can stand to get through this one alone.
It’s Wednesday, my Lord , what joy!
Got through Monday and Tuesday, oh boy!
But here I am Lord stuck in the middle
help me be brave as I muddle and struggle.
It’s Thursday, oh Lord, I’m sure getting tired
can Friday come soon, so I can retire?
Files are stacked, so many emails to answer
how can we make this end any faster?
It’s Friday! Praise the Lord! Friday has arrived!
We made it, we did it, we came through each fire!
Now just to tie up a few loose ends here and there
then I’ll go home and enjoy my nice reclining chair.
Saturday and Sunday, Lord thank You for the rest
I know it’s only through You that I’ve done my best,
to get through the week without gripe or complain
thank You, precious Jesus, for this healing weekend rain.
And now as I look toward another full week
may I gaze at it, Lord, with Your eyes as I seek,
to honor You in all that I say and do
may all who are near see I made it because of You.
©15 January 2017
God is our refuge and strength, A very present help in trouble.
Therefore we will not fear, Even though the earth be removed,
And though the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea;
Though its waters roar and be troubled,
Though the mountains shake with its swelling.