It has been my experience that I feel sad on Sunday mornings. Sunday is a good day. Don't get me wrong. I enjoy gathering with other believers at church, worshiping in song, and hearing a message from the Word. I enjoy having dinner, reading, and resting at home in the afternoon. Usually I take in some TV too. It isn't a big pressure day. I don't have much on my agenda.
Stepping one day back I think is why I am sad on Sunday mornings. Saturdays are my favorite day of the week. It is so refreshing to work on my own things the first day of the weekend. Usually there are a number of things that I want to get to that I have been delaying because I need focused blocks of time to get them accomplished. I will pick up around the house, do domestic things, and take care of the yard. All of these are nothing special but I like doing them for one simple reason: they are mine. I like my own work and I like to work on improving my life.
When it is Sunday, that favorite day of activity and work is behind me. There had been such a great feeling of accomplishment and Sunday is not a big day for work and getting things done. So I am sad on Sunday mornings.
Stepping one day back I think is why I am sad on Sunday mornings. Saturdays are my favorite day of the week. It is so refreshing to work on my own things the first day of the weekend. Usually there are a number of things that I want to get to that I have been delaying because I need focused blocks of time to get them accomplished. I will pick up around the house, do domestic things, and take care of the yard. All of these are nothing special but I like doing them for one simple reason: they are mine. I like my own work and I like to work on improving my life.
When it is Sunday, that favorite day of activity and work is behind me. There had been such a great feeling of accomplishment and Sunday is not a big day for work and getting things done. So I am sad on Sunday mornings.
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