There's such a difference between Sunday night and Monday morning. On Sunday night I'm in the Spirit and in the Glory. On Monday morning - oh, well, how many songs have been written about that?
I make a disconnect between the two - I equate Monday with real life, and Sunday with some desirable but unattainable state. Could I really ever achieve the levels of joy and peace on Monday that I experience on Sunday?
Well, shoot, dang, yeah! That's what's supposed to happen! It's supposed to work out in the nitty-gritty. That's why He came - not to concede defeat to an enemy more powerful than He by whisking me out of here, but by renewing my mind and transforming my character in the rough and tumble of life, to make me an overcomer, to make me like Jesus, who overcame every obstacle and temptation, who walked in unbroken fellowship with His Father.
In order to be an overcomer, I've got to have something to overcome (thanks, Wade Taylor). And there are plenty of those around. They're not obstacles, they're stepping stones to that higher life to which we have been called - stepping stones to higher ground.
God is good, and all His works are perfect. He outshines the sun. I need to be as convinced of that on Monday morning as I am on Sunday night. Shoot, dang, yeah!
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