In 1966 the Mamas and the Papas recorded Monday, Monday which includes the lines:
Monday Monday, can’t trust that day,
Monday Monday, sometimes it just turns out that way
Oh Monday morning, you gave me no warning of what was to be
Oh Monday Monday, how could you leave and not take me.
Every other day, every other day,
Every other day of the week is fine, yeah
But whenever Monday comes, but whenever Monday comes
You can find me cryin’ all of the time
We’ve all been there. We’ve all felt the weight that seems to descend when Monday morning comes. Why is that? Is it only the beginning of the work week or something deeper. Perhaps its the reminder that our lives are not our own. For two days, we could be anywhere and do anything that we wanted. But when Monday comes our lives return to the mundane, the normal, the tedium of whatever our work requires.
Now, obviously, not everyone feels that weight. Perhaps they like their job and find it to be a challenge. Or perhaps there are other aspects of their lives that give them meaning. Maybe, just maybe, its because they found another song to sing. A different lens to look through in order to understand the world around them. Consider for instance the song of the angel. We are told in the Bible that there are angels that sing this song 24/7/365 before God’s throne.
Holy, Holy, Holy, is the Lord of hosts,
The whole earth is full of His glory.
“Holy” is a declaration of otherness, of set apartness, of specialness, and purity of character. By repeating “holy” three times there is a magnification by multiplication, like the exponential difference between a 6 and a 9 on the Richter scale. Then comes the declaration – The whole earth is full of His glory. Notice that the angels don’t add – except for Mondays. Every day, including Mondays, are filled with God’s glory. We only need to look for it, to have our eyes opened. Not necessarily for things to go right, for our boss to suddenly like us, for the kids to stop fighting or, for the silencing of a bully but instead to see the glory of God that is all around us. The laughter of children, the compassion of a stranger, the song of the birds, the beauty of a wind sculpted snow drift, the warmth of the sun, the depth of the night sky, the sharing of love, and the granting of forgiveness. TGIM thank God its Monday.