Each time Monday comes along, I wonder what the week will hold. What revelations? What light? What insights?
I don’t know about you, but life has changed so much from one Monday to another that it is often difficult to approach Monday mornings with excitement knowing that what could be revealed could be overwhelming and uncertain in a year of overwhelmed and uncertain living. And yet I still come to Mondays hopeful. Hopeful that there will be a more help for those who are sick, worried, and lonely. Hope that there would be something this week that whispers of a time when we could gather together certain that we are safe.
May the light of a new week bring warmth and hope.