Wednesday Through Sunday

Wednesday Through Sunday

Night breaks upon us. Sometimes fatigue at the end of the day can be mistaken for weariness. One has to make a distinction between the two. One is the common reward of a hard day’s work. The latter is a condition of the soul.

I have generally felt fatigue between Wednesdays and Sundays.

Thursday through Saturday seems like a long stretch of time with a lot of work. If I become weary and weakened in the fight, it’s during this stretch of the week.

My church meets on Sundays and Wednesdays. I wish I could go to church every day. The strength I draw from the community of faith and the relationships is an anchor.

However, I have to be real. Lately, Wednesday to Sunday is the stretch of the week I get concerned about. I don’t even have to stumble. There could just be news that affects me and/or my loved ones. Tonight a coworker confided in me. She has recently gone through a tragedy and she’s trying to recover. She’s not quite back to fully being herself. My heart goes out to her.

It’s a good thing to recognize the rhythms of your life and your week.

There have been other times when Wednesday through Sunday has been fine all the time. It’s just a little more difficult now. That’s all. I feel more vulnerable, more raw.

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I catch myself being envious of those who seem to be living a normal life. How I long for a simple, mundane life. How I wish I could step off the carousel that I seem to be on.

I catch myself recognizing when God is moving in the lives of others, and I want to see that for myself.

I catch myself missing certain people at church, wishing I could break down social barriers.