Sunday afternoon

Sunday's are my favorite day of the week and I'm not just saying that because my husband is a pastor. Because, really, everyday should be a day of worship so I'm not going to cry out "Sunday! Time to praise the Lord!"

Even growing up I was a big fan of Sundays. They feel different than the rest of the week. Everyone is moving a little slower, talking a little quieter, smiling a little more. My parents aren't of the "rest on Sunday" group- in the summer we'd go out in the boat after church. My dad says that WAS rest. We now generally rest on Sundays because my boys are of the napping age and I like to take full advantage of guilt free sit on the couch and rest time. I read, watch home channels or sappy movies, check out the newspaper...relaxing stuff.

I like that Sunday is boxed in with church services. Wake up-go to church-rest-go to church. A good start and a good end to a peaceful day. I'd like to say Sundays prepare me for the week ahead. Wouldn't that be nice? But I have to get up early and get the boys to their cousins' house and get to work. I'd like to look forward to Mondays but I think that's expecting too much of myself.

So, Sundays are my day to recoup from the week behind me and we'll just keep working on the whole "prepare my heart for the new week" thing. I'm still on the lookout for a "how to look forward to Monday mornings" deal....although I'm pretty sure there is no such thing.