Mondays are kind of like Ground Hog Day reruns.  Every Monday you wake up and it’s the same as it was last week.  I guess you could say that for Tuesday, Wednesday and the rest of the days, but Monday is kind of a new start for most of us – a second chance at making things right, or becoming what we wanted to be last week, or just getting through that first day.

Mondays can have a good connotation or become a burden, when the weekend was too much overindulgence and not enough common sense.  It depends on your mindset I guess. When I was twenty one, I enjoyed the two days of not working.  I relished the fact that I could sleep until noon on Saturday.  I thought nothing of partying into the wee hours of the morning on Friday nights.  I was carefree and young, but Mondays were always a reality check.  I had to be a responsible adult again.

Over years of living, weekends become precious to us, unless we have jobs that are all consuming and run right through Saturday and Sunday.  When you reach my age, the only way to tell when Monday is coming is that we go to church the day before.  The days more or less run right into each other when you grow old.

Our walk on this planet was already set into motion by God, during His seven days of masterful creation and a time to rest.  The calendar was determined later, but there was always order to the days, weeks, months and years.

When we wake up on Mondays, we can rejoice that we’ve lived to see another day, or we can set the pace for the week, by grumbling and complaining that we have to be responsible again.  Sometimes our walk with our Savior is like that too.  We spend Sunday worshipping, praising, thanking, and lifting each other up and then Monday comes – again.  Reality is that we don’t always follow through with what we were given on Sunday.  We grunt and groan.  We struggle and fall.  We face new problems every day, but if we don’t keep Jesus with us for the rest of the week, we can pretty much count on a lousy time of it.

So how do you approach Mondays?  Is it a second chance?  Is it a pain in the neck?  Is it a new beginning? Will you make lists and set new goals?  Will you thank God for blessing you with a job?  Only you can determine how Monday will set the tone for the coming week.




As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on
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10 Responses to IT’S MONDAY – AGAIN

  1. Salvageable says:

    Monday used to be my day off–TGIM! Now it is the first day back to my desk after a one- or two- day break, including Sunday morning church. Plus, there are Mondays that are holidays: King Day, Presidents’ Day, Memorial Day, Labor Day. Those can offer three-day weekends, and Tuesday is the new Monday. J.

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  2. Wally Fry says:

    Sunday night at 1000 PM is my Monday, and finishes at 600 AM Monday morning.

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    • says:

      Did you find a different job!


      • Wally Fry says:

        Well, sort of. It’s not going to be my new career, but it keeps my head above water. I think I have mentioned the Assisted Living facility my wife have been going to two afternoons a week where she plays the piano and I lead some singing for any residents who want to come. At any rate, the Administrator asked if I wanted to come work there. I work the night shift, and am officially a “Med Tech.” I babysit, clean stuff, assist with any meds they might take in the night, and whatever comes up. It’s not a nursing home but assisted living, so everybody is semi-independent at least. Oddly, I really love it. Meanwhile, I am reactivating my Real Estate license, which I had over 10 years ago, and am going to give that a go again. 

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      • says:

        Good for you. I’ve been spending time with memory care patients lately. We do lots of improvisation and some theater games to keep their minds active. They’re all so sweet, but I have to reintroduce myself each time. Real estate should be good for you. It may give you a little more time at home. I guess the market is still good. God’s blessings on whatever you do.

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      • Wally Fry says:

        The market is okay. Actually, in this part of the state it didn’t get hammered as bad as some places. It’s a mostly rural market, so the economic forces that drive it are pretty steady. In that, it’s always a bit depresed in south Arkansas.

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      • says:

        You can do it, Wally. With God all things are possible ❤️

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      • Wally Fry says:

        Thank you, Kathy.

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      • Wally Fry says:

        Oops. Well, 12 years ago I actually had a really growing Real Estate business in the place I live then. I thing I can make it happen again.

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