A Prayer for Mondays - emily p freeman

In our part of the world today, the rain is coming down in sheets again. Mondays are the worst days for that.

Beginnings feel washed out.

Motivation drags her feet.

Plans move in slow motion.

But this time, let the rain slow us to a walking pace.

Let’s not rush through this.

Let the clouds remind us we are covered – with grace, with love, with acceptance just as we are, not as we should be.

Let’s take the cool air all the way in, sending it deep to our most weary places.

Where there is discouragement, let there be hope.

Where there is sadness, let there be comfort.

Where there is listlessness, let there be rest.