Monday Morning

You know it’s been really weird and freeing to be writing as much as I have lately. I’ve talked a lot recently, and this may be in some things I haven’t published yet about the challenge of writing in such a media driven society. There’s so many easier things to do with time, then sit down and think about words and paste them from brain to page. Today was especially challenging, with work being almost too stimulating on the brain.

There’s something especially sweet about sitting down in bed after a long day and not only having your work successes but also words on a page. It has nothing to do with not feeling accomplished with work. If anything, the more challenging days at work present the most satisfaction. To hold your work in your hands, not what you’ve been paid for, but for a genuine creation of your own, there’s no comparison.

All this writing has pushed me to start digging deeper into some of these ideas so I can really present them. Especially when it comes to my Sunday blog, which, if you haven’t guessed, I try to keep it Sabbathly themed. It’s wonderful to dig deep into something miniscule when compared to the scale of Christianity and peel back the layers revealing the sweet fruit beneath the colorful skin.

Recently, I spent hours learning about a prophet from the Bible that had nothing to do with Israel till they came stumbling out of Egypt. To take a story I’ve enjoyed referring to for so many years and be able to get a deeper understanding of it is lifting. I forget how fun it is to study these things. When I did the most study in my life, it was always to show my knowledge off. For my church mission, I studied to teach, and for work, I studied to show my trainers I knew the job and could perform my functions adequately.

Technically, it is Monday morning, but this is a degree of midnight thinking because it’s only twenty minutes into Monday morning. I don’t expect this same fire to burn in my writing in a few weeks. I’m sure there will be a tapering, and I’ll feel the struggle to keep getting words down on a page, but daily habits fight through the drag. When you don’t want to do it, you can only restart the fire by doing it.