someones got a case of the mondays...
Interesting thought to ponder, I have about twice as many hits on Thursdays than I do any other day of the week. Is this because people get bored with work on Thursdays and check out what I have to say? Is this a routine? As I have a ridiculous amount of people who read and never comment, I don't think I'll ever know.
I think I've had a case of the Mondays all week, culminating in the lack of happy face balloon on my door yesterday. When I got into work, there were happy face balloons on everyone's door but mine. :-( Now I know this is something that is slightly ridiculous to even ponder, but it just seemed to be how my week has been. I've been really busy, and I've been fighting other battles on top of work. So to come in and have there not be a happy face balloon on my door and everyone else had one, that was kinda sad. I was assured that one was put there... but it magically disappeared. Whatever.
To top that all off, I have misplaced, as in completely lost, one of my favorite Bibles. Sure, I can go out and buy another Oxford Annotated Study Bible with Apocrypha, but it will not be the same. That one had all of my markings and scribblings in it from my Hebrew Bible and New Testament class. I have NO clue where it went but I can only assume I left it on top of my car at some point and drove off, letting it tumble to the pavement. Now when I go to seminary I'll have to wear in a new one, because that's my favorite edition for academic study. Maybe this time I'll pick up the hardcover just so its a little more tough. I truly can't believe its gone though.
The significance of the happy face thing has really stood out in my mind today and yesterday. When I was at Mtn TOP on staff, one of our staff training worships was to give affirmations and give each other happy face stickers to put on each others nametags. I think I ended up with 4. Most people covered their entire back of their nametag. I gave out plenty of my stickers, but was sort of shy all week so I didn't really get to know people like I should have. We had just been put into our staffs so we all didn't know each other very well, so I just dealt with the fact that I got 4 stickers. After my car accident, I had to clean my nametag pretty hardcore and I lost all of my 4 stickers. My staff came through and gave me some of theirs, and at that point I really felt like I was part of something important, and I really was truly loved. I learned strength that summer that I had never imagined, after all, God had work for me to do on that mountain.
Forward to my YAM (young adult missionary, that was pointed out to me this week and it cracks me up) training. Somehow that story came up. We were always coming up with stories and I have no clue how we got there, but I shared it.
I was talking to Steph (currently in Costa Rica) about the whole sticker thing and she assured me I am part of something important and that I am loved in so many ways that its impossible to comprehend. Our last day together before our commissioning, we all decided to pass around sheets to write affirmations for each other. When I got mine, every white space on the page had one of those stickers on it. It reminded me so much of how God's love for us is. Even when we can't feel the love of those around us, or feel that we're ignored, lost or alone, God's always placing those stickers near us to remind us of ways that we are loved. Every time I look at that sheet I am reminded how much the US-2s and Mission interns love me. Those happy face stickers will also be a constant reminder to me of God's love no matter what.
Sometimes we have a bad case of the mondays, sometimes we feel like we aren't part of anything important, sometimes we just aren't sure where we're headed or what we're supposed to be doing. But I assure you this, God loves us unconditionally and that's all we ever really need. So tomorrow is Friday, I'll get what I need to get done and let it be the weekend. No more mondays until monday.
I think I've had a case of the Mondays all week, culminating in the lack of happy face balloon on my door yesterday. When I got into work, there were happy face balloons on everyone's door but mine. :-( Now I know this is something that is slightly ridiculous to even ponder, but it just seemed to be how my week has been. I've been really busy, and I've been fighting other battles on top of work. So to come in and have there not be a happy face balloon on my door and everyone else had one, that was kinda sad. I was assured that one was put there... but it magically disappeared. Whatever.To top that all off, I have misplaced, as in completely lost, one of my favorite Bibles. Sure, I can go out and buy another Oxford Annotated Study Bible with Apocrypha, but it will not be the same. That one had all of my markings and scribblings in it from my Hebrew Bible and New Testament class. I have NO clue where it went but I can only assume I left it on top of my car at some point and drove off, letting it tumble to the pavement. Now when I go to seminary I'll have to wear in a new one, because that's my favorite edition for academic study. Maybe this time I'll pick up the hardcover just so its a little more tough. I truly can't believe its gone though.
The significance of the happy face thing has really stood out in my mind today and yesterday. When I was at Mtn TOP on staff, one of our staff training worships was to give affirmations and give each other happy face stickers to put on each others nametags. I think I ended up with 4. Most people covered their entire back of their nametag. I gave out plenty of my stickers, but was sort of shy all week so I didn't really get to know people like I should have. We had just been put into our staffs so we all didn't know each other very well, so I just dealt with the fact that I got 4 stickers. After my car accident, I had to clean my nametag pretty hardcore and I lost all of my 4 stickers. My staff came through and gave me some of theirs, and at that point I really felt like I was part of something important, and I really was truly loved. I learned strength that summer that I had never imagined, after all, God had work for me to do on that mountain.
Forward to my YAM (young adult missionary, that was pointed out to me this week and it cracks me up) training. Somehow that story came up. We were always coming up with stories and I have no clue how we got there, but I shared it.
I was talking to Steph (currently in Costa Rica) about the whole sticker thing and she assured me I am part of something important and that I am loved in so many ways that its impossible to comprehend. Our last day together before our commissioning, we all decided to pass around sheets to write affirmations for each other. When I got mine, every white space on the page had one of those stickers on it. It reminded me so much of how God's love for us is. Even when we can't feel the love of those around us, or feel that we're ignored, lost or alone, God's always placing those stickers near us to remind us of ways that we are loved. Every time I look at that sheet I am reminded how much the US-2s and Mission interns love me. Those happy face stickers will also be a constant reminder to me of God's love no matter what.Sometimes we have a bad case of the mondays, sometimes we feel like we aren't part of anything important, sometimes we just aren't sure where we're headed or what we're supposed to be doing. But I assure you this, God loves us unconditionally and that's all we ever really need. So tomorrow is Friday, I'll get what I need to get done and let it be the weekend. No more mondays until monday.
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