I WRITE this piece on a Sunday. After going to church, of course.
Every day is different. Every one of us is different. Mondays to Saturdays are usually working days for most of us. Sunday is a day to unwind, rewind, relax, to breathe out and to belch out the heavy burdens we are carrying within the other days. Family day.
For many others, Sundays are also working days. People fill up streets, parks, beaches and shopping malls. Eateries, restaurants, discos, and pub houses make good money on Sundays.
It is the day of money. The loss of some is the gain of others. Sunday is an enjoyable day. Sure, but it can also be a dangerous day.
Sunday is for most of us the day, where people come together with a certain spirit of freedom and merriment pervades during the whole day. Try to avoid jostling and quarreling one and another and rubbing our shoulders against others! Try it and you will see how difficult it is. Many times, misunderstandings and not necessary discussions destroy this most blessed and holy day. What a pity!
Why don’t we look for the many advantages that this day offers us?
No, instead of this, we lose control of ourselves, our senses, and especially our tongue. We incite, hurt, and divide the people around us and we divide us from them. We use our tongue as the most dangerous part of our body and as an author of destroying, distrusting, and suspicious that brings us to total isolation and non-communication. Our tongues force gossip. Instead of praising and giving honor and appreciation we use this day becoming the day of the jackal.
You might read this on Monday or Tuesday or any other weekday. Remember: Sunday is a day for others, and second only for me. Sunday is the day of the Lord – but not, if and when we might have time left over.
Yes, we have enough time to go to church from Monday to Saturday! The not necessary excuses for Mondays till Saturdays don’t count today. We also have other plans for today: Visit or cheer up our family, visit people who have to stay in the hospital.
Let’s try to continue reading a book. Join cooking lessons or get back to the old guitar or piano.
Maybe this coming Sunday evening, you utter the groan: “That’s it. SAYANG! Tomorrow is Monday again! HAY NAKU!” Maybe you don’t feel well, but the desire to be on service again on Monday was enough reservoirs of strength. And, the satisfaction and the fulfillment is beyond measure.
Let’s celebrate this coming Sunday in a good mood and with these people around, who wanted to do the same with us. It will be Pentecoast.
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