I walk on the fringes of a writing community called hope*writers, participating occasionally in their offerings to hone my writing skills.
They posted a write-something-every-day challenge to Instagram last week, in which participants were to use specific word prompts.
This is what I wrote last Monday for the hope*writers word prompt “rewrite.”
(Originally posted to Instagram on Monday, May 10th.)
Monday.
It’s got a bad rep.
Alarm clocks. Schedules. Responsibilities.
The morning forces us to move from what we want to do (weekends) to what we have to do (work.)
What if Monday was motivation instead of aggravation?
Superficially, we know the value of Monday.
Dieting? I’ll start Monday.
Gym? I’ll go Monday.
Organizing? Creating? Forgiving?
Monday.
My week actually starts fresh on Fridays. I lost 40 pounds in 2017 with WW (formerly Weight Watchers). Friday is the day my points, or the way I track the foods I eat, reset. There is new resolve with a fresh slate; a new menu of good choices to be made.
It’s a reason to love Fridays, other than the obvious.
But we don’t have to wait until Monday or Friday or any distinct day to start something. To pursue something. To finish something.
Finding a new start feels complicated in this season. We’re sitting on go but unsure when we’re allowed to actually begin.
Why not now?
Don’t let this season of pause overshadow the promise of possibility.
We are the author of our stories. We decide what they will say. And we can rewrite any day.
Including, maybe even especially, Monday.
“This is the day the Lord has made; we will rejoice and be glad in it.”
(Psalm 118:24)
