September 22, 2015 


It’s not as though I was focusing on the fact that it was a Monday, but by lunchtime, there was no denying it.


It was a Monday.


Stereotypical in every sense of the word. Time to say “Goodbye” to the carefree weekend and “Hello” to the real world.


A headache, a lost insurance card, several disheartening phone calls, a blown grocery budget, and harsh words from an impatient person all added up to a not-so friendly welcome to the week. Oh, and being told we had to pay a pretty substantial medical bill up front when two policies were waiting to cover the expense. Yep, that sealed the deal.




So when I set off to get my munchkin from preschool, I knew some praise music was in order. The CD continued to play as we headed back home.


“Every piece, every part of this life, of this heart


Oh, Jesus


Strength of my soul


Every need, every care


Every burden I bear


Oh, Jesus


Strength of my soul.”


Exactly what I needed to hear.


And then from the backseat, giggles broke into hysterical laughter.


“Did you hear that guy, Mommy? Every bird in my hair?”



“He’s singing about a bird in my hair.”


If only those burdens would become like birds and fly away.


We both laughed the rest of the way home.


Even if those burdens are still around on Tuesday and Wednesday and every other day of the week, they aren’t going to take up residence in my hair. Or my head or my heart.


Fly away burdens. And take Monday with you.


“Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your Heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable  than  they?”   


Matthew 6:26



**Lyrics from Charles Billingsley’s song “Strength of My Soul.”


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# Suzanne Silva 2015-09-22 17:34
Love this!! Fly away birds!!
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# cindy 2015-09-23 06:38
Oh no, birds in my hair. So cute.
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