You remember that 80's song, whether you want to admit it or not... most radio stations will play it on the Friday commute home...
I found myself really praying that the week would pass quickly and deliver the weekend.... and then I got to thinking that if I spent my life wishing for tomorrow... I would end up never really living... we are encouraged to life every day as if it were our last... we are not promised tomorrow, so don't just work and live for the weekend... experience each day, mo matter how hard, no matter how exhausted we are, we need to see the blessings instead of just seeing the bad things, the exhaustion or the frustration.
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