“What if the church on Sunday was the church on Monday too?” I heard these words on the radio driving home in the rain this weekend.

As I prepare for our first Coffee W/ Bible + Pop Culture of the year, live on Facebook this Wednesday, I’ve been thinking a lot about how Sundays have significantly shaped my journey. I’m also preparing for a message on “Gratitude in Community,” I’ll be sharing at friends church this coming Sunday. So, these song lyrics touched extra deep.

“What if the church on Sunday was the church on Monday too?”

I don’t know about you, but my Monday wake up energy is a 180 degree turn from Sunday. Sometimes this is a good turn, and sometimes it is not.

What if everything we put into Sunday morning we put into Monday, and maybe even more? What if each of our days began with the same vigor for what God has in store for the day ahead? It is possible.

Sunday morning meant something drastically opposite to me as a child than it does now. That is partly due to my life season, current roles, and state of the world. It’s is also partly due to the realization that I needed to take an intentional look at what the relationship built around Sunday’s meant. In some cases it was about letting go, re-learning, forgiving, and repenting for what I let Sunday become.

Themore I think about what Sunday was, what Sunday is now, and what it will be one day… The more I am convinced that Monday’s hold vast significance.

My encouragement for this week ahead is a simple message that I’m preaching to myself:

Let’s make Monday matter!