Monday has arrived in a grey mist.  My bed invites me to stay a little longer and ignore my to-do list.  The thought of some coffee tempts me downstairs but only just long enough to fill my mug.  I sneak back to bed, hoping the caffeine will produce enthusiasm.

Some days the hardest thing to do is what you have to do.

Mundane isn’t much fun.  Treats and dates and vacations are much easier to like.  Special days make you jump out of bed and dance through your chores.

But nothing today feels very special.  There is no music or sparkle or dessert.  It is an ordinary day with ordinary tasks to complete.  For me, there are piles of washing waiting and the grey socks along with the grey skies make my heart feel a little grey.

My restless soul has some ideas to improve the situation.  Perhaps violating my diet with something sweet and sticky would cheer me up.  Or I could shop till I drop, pick up a trinket that would make me smile.

But I remind myself that even today there are heavenly opportunities, Kairos moments from God.

Galatians 6.9 says, ‘Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.’

Faithfulness is like gardening.

I’m not a great gardener because I’m impatient.  Good gardeners understand that beautiful summer flower beds start much earlier in the year.   There is preparation and planting and pruning, often on cold rainy days when summer feels very far away.

It is the same in my life.  Every time I do good, no matter how boring or mundane the task is, I am planting something and the Bible promises there will be a harvest.  

If I really believe that, it redeems my Monday and gives it eternal value.

God is in the business of taking what we have, blessing it and multiplying it.  Whether it is loaves and fishes, bottles of oil or boring to-do lists.  Nothing is too insignificant.  Anything offered to God in faith becomes useful in His hands.  

So there are Kairos opportunities on a grey Monday.  I have the chance to plant good things in my life and all I need is a Kingdom-of-God outlook.  I have to believe that doing good always matters.

Like seeds placed in the soil when the days are still soggy and cool, this kind of planting is an act of faith.  I am agreeing with God that even mundane steps of obedience are eternally significant and that every act of service has value.  I am offering God what I have today, believing that grey April Mondays eventually become summer afternoons and that empty pots eventually become full.

Whatever is hard today, keep going.  Don’t get tired of planting good seeds.  Keep loving the difficult person in your life.  Keep praying for the answer you haven’t received yet.  Keep serving, even when no one notices or appreciates it.   Keep believing God.  Do what needs to be done, however boring or grey that is, and trust God for the supernatural, bountiful harvest that will come.