Wednesday, June 13, 2012

sunday night.



i'm going to reflect on this reoccurring scenario with a sense of humor. or i'll cry.

we begin each Sunday like any other morning, with a relatively tidy home. in my quest to make the Sabbath a day of rest, set apart, and different, i decide not to clean. instead i focus on reading the scriptures, getting to church, and spending quality time with family.

i find it very difficult to feel peace in a ransacked house. i also find it impossible to keep the Sabbath when i work in the same occupation and capacity as every other day.
i think i'll try to see the day's end with a smile on my face. one day off for mom, and just look at this place! a rare gift to see our world without a few of my many contributions.

good thing we make it to church. i'm need all the strength of soul i can get to survive life's mondays.

4 comments:

The Greg Nelson Family said...

That is what our house looks like after Sunday too. And it still looks like that and here it is almost Thursday... Oh-well, that means there were more important things than cleaning, right?

Richard and McKenna said...

O man my house looks like a tornado has blown through it every Sunday night too. And I don't function well in mess either, so sometimes I am not as good as you, and I clean it up on Sunday...I need to do better at not doing that. Thank you for the inspiration to do better :)

Laura said...

I hear ya. I like to think that I'm keeping with the spirit of the sabbath when we eat frozen pizza for Sunday dinner, but really it's just because I can't face cooking in a messy kitchen.

Teresa said...

One reason I adore Monday so much is because I can get the house back in order. I totally get this.