Summer in the city is the best. There's so much to do that our weekends fill up fast, and our calendars get booked months in advance. It can be really hard to go "back to work" on Mondays, especially when the sun is calling and the city is alive. 

As you sit down to look at your busy calendar this Monday, filled with the week or month ahead, stop to consider that all we are promised is today. I’m trying to live with the understanding that nothing more is promised me than the gift of today, to offer the whole week, the whole year up to God and receive it back, day by day. 

Here's a great prayer from Walter Brueggemann to help us remember that each day is a gift and a blessing to be thankful for...even the Mondays. 


"Our times are in your hands:

But we count our times for us;

we count our days and fill them with us;

we count our weeks and fill them with our busyness;

we count our years and fill them with our fears.

And then caught up short with your claim,

Our times are in your hands!

Take our times, times of love and times of weariness,

Take them all, bless them and break them,

give them to us again,

slow paced and eager,

fixed in your readiness for neighbour.

Occupy our calendars,

Flood us with itsy-bitsy, daily kairoi,

in the name of your fleshed kairos.  Amen"