Perhaps any day can be a holiday in the Spirit. Could it be that time spent with Jesus can breathe new life into any boring and forgettable day? I'd like to think so. I sure hope so.
His mercies are new every morning,
never stretched and worn thin like my patience.
He is never gone on teacher inservice days,
never boarded up for repairs.
"The Lord will command His lovingkindness in the daytime;
And His song will be with me in the night,
A prayer to the God of my life." Ps 42:8
Oh, God of my life, lift my eyes from this tired maze of details and decisions that cannot be made. Help me to become so enthralled with Your presence that waiting for answers becomes truly peripheral. I so long for a sense of purpose, energy, and anointing. My soul is thirsty and discontent. Satisfy my soul in You. Only You.