As Shepard is eating his cereal and milk in a nearby room and Mary Grace is sound asleep after working all night at the hospital, I am studying the Word and gripped with the thought that many of us despise Mondays and perhaps even hate them.
Why is this I began to ask myself and what is the deeper issue to why Mondays can be so miserable?
Perhaps it is because although God created everything good and when he created humans (male and female) he created and said that we were "very good". We still somehow screwed it all up. Work was originally a blessing how it all shook out was not intended to be cursed. Bear with me a moment.
We were actually created for work (Genesis 2) and it was a good thing before the fall (Genesis 3). I would even go as far to say that we would have been able to work with a joyful heart forever before sin entered the equation. With the fall, sin happened. Now I want to make it clear that it was not something that our first parents Adam and Eve accidentally did (sinning against a holy God) making them not completely responsible for thier act of disobedience toward God, but completely and utterly responsible so much so that it has been passed down to us. This is why we have the disciplinary action of a loving God cursing the ground and making it tougher to bring forth food making work brutal most of the time. With physical and metaphorical thorns and thistles coming up all around us making work tough and terrible at times, this is why we are paid to go to work. That is why we read later in Genesis 3:19 that it is by the sweat of our brow we will work and eventually die ultimately never being completely free from this fact of Monday mornings.
Even the best of all jobs, dream jobs as well like getting paid to sleep, watching football, listening to bands, drinking and tasting beer, preaching the Word, etc, we still look for a paycheck once a week or twice a month. Our employers know that they still have to pay us for our dream job for they know that at the end of the day we will not do it for free and still have a case of the Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Thursdays, Fridays, Saturdays, and even Sundays knowing that we wish we were somewhere else most of the time, like Eden.
Realizing this fact, the best thing God could have done was kick our arse out of the Garden preventing us from eating from the tree of life that would allow us to live forever in sin apart from His grace which ultimately would force us in having a case of the Mondays forever. Death then becomes loving and a gracious act to those who know and live in redeemed lives in Jesus with the fact that we will live again with Him forever with perfect Mondays or no Mondays at all. We know that the miserable Mondays are only temporary. Come Lord Jesus.
