Happy Monday

I have never been one to get too awful wrapped up in dreading Monday's.  Now, don't get me wrong, I love my Fridays and the weekend beats a day at work anytime.  In reality though, it is what it is, I have to work, so why dread what logically has to happen.  I have been reading two awesome books this month.  My morning study time has been in the book of Acts (one of my favorites,) and my recreational reading has been a book by Max Lucado called "He Chose the Nails."  Both have been thought provoking and emotional for me.  In Acts, I just read chapters 21-22 this morning where Paul goes back to Jerusalem even though everyone was begging him not to.  A prophet even predicted that Paul would be arrested and bound by his hands and feet.  He went anyway.  He went to Jerusalem knowing that it may possibly cost him his life.  All for the love of Jesus.  In Lucado's book, I am less than half way through but, wow, what an awesome book.  He talks about how Christ allowed himself to be crucified.  I don't know of too many active believers that had not already thought of that but, he breaks it down through the entire process.  Have you ever been spit on?  I have.  Unfortunately, my career choice has landed me in an environment that puts me in a position for people to spit on me on occasion.  Sometimes even worse, but that is a whole other story!  Anyway, there are not too many things that anger me more than being spit on.  It does not cause injury but it is degrading.  It is demoralizing.  It shows utter contempt, disrespect and disregard  for the person being spat on.  The God I serve, came down from the paradise of Heaven and endured the discomfort of this world.  He endured the heat of a terrible summer day.  He endured the cold of the night while sleeping on the ground.  How many of you would leave paradise and be homeless for me?  Nobody, well maybe one of you?  Now let's up the anty.  Who out there would allow people to beat you on the head with a rod, strip you naked and spit on you..............all for something I did?   That's what I thought.  Monday's not so bad.