Tuesday

I love Tuesdays.

I remember almost every Tuesday the lyrics and the tune of a Sarah Masen CD I listened to in college. I was trying to get into playing guitar back then, and Ken (we were only about 2 months into dating) made a notebook with all of her songs, guitar-tabbed for my learning enjoyment.

Tuesdays are always busy days. I have fun, yes, but I stay busy. It's usually the day I prepare and/or freeze all of the food I've bought the day before at the grocery store....but today, I went this morning, so I had that as an earlier start to my day. It is also house-cleaning day. I also try to run any errands I need to run on Tuesdays. To top it off, I prepare our home (and usually some sort of dish) for our home group that meets here on Tuesday evenings.

I tend to get caught up and bogged down in all of the tasks at hand. I have to remember to rest, too, in between my fits of frenzied cleaning and such. There are blue skies, birds singing, Gardner's sweet little questioning voice, and opportunities to bless others in every single day, Tuesdays included, and I can't pass those by in order to make the checklist look completed.

"tuesday after a reckless and used day
i was running and running without a chance
to stop and chat at the sky

finally i stopped for a breath in the evening
suddenly. i was caught by the scenery
painting a picture of You

day set, scatters of clouds in the distance
they whitewash the backdrop of secrets
whispering shadows of blue
in more delicate hues..." ("Tuesday" - Sarah Masen, off of her self-titled album, 1996)

GOD, my shepherd! I don't need a thing.
You have bedded me down in lush meadows,
you find me quiet pools to drink from.
True to your word,
you let me catch my breath
and send me in the right direction.
Your beauty and love chase after me
every day of my life.
I'm back home in the house of GOD
for the rest of my life."
(PSALM 23:1-3, 6)

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