I know what it feels like to try to convince myself through gritted teeth to make it a good week, especially when I’m feeling suck-y!  I’m like a coach in the locker room pre-game… “Come on, now, let’s kick some butt!”  Have you ever been there?  

She danced as the sun rose,
so happy to see it shine,
singing ‘No matter what this week may hold,
I am determined to make it mine.

I’m gonna laugh and smile
and help others do the same,
I’m going to look people in the eye,
and with joy I’ll speak their name.

I believe that if I pour
from my bucket into each day
somehow, it simply has to overflow
back on to me some way.

So, God, fill me up, Lord,
give me enough joy to go around,
so that when the week is said and done,
an empty bucket will be found.

And please, Lord,
refill it tomorrow if it be Your will.’

Tracey King Rice

Written 01.28.24