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Monday, April 11, 2011

Joy (Even On A Monday)

I was driving home from work, sitting in annoying traffic, when I couldn’t help but notice the guy in front of me.

He was jamming.

So I looked closer.  Who was this mad man behind me with the shaking car?  He looked middle aged (even balding from behind).  He was wearing a suit and glasses.  And he was singing at the top of his lungs, dancing in seated position.

Mind you, this was a Monday, not a Friday.  The sun wasn’t shining.  The stock market wasn’t soaring.  Traffic wasn’t moving.

But he was joyful about something.  I thought about the possible options:

1)  He had a really good day at work;
2)  He had a really bad day at work and he was trying to forget about it;
3)  He just quit his job;
4)  He’s losing his mind;
5)  He’s a joyful person.

I wanted to get out of my car and ask him, but the traffic started moving again.  So I’ll never know.

I turned up the radio and started to sing.

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Be joyful always; pray continuously; in everything give thanks.  Even on a Monday.




8 comments:

Kendal said...

love!

Laura@OutnumberedMom said...

How great -- jammin' on a Monday, of all things! Love how his spirit was infectious!

Heidiopia said...

Fabulous. :) Have a joyful day!

Laura said...

I just love those car singers! Don't tell anyone, but sometimes I am one. Maybe not on a Monday though...I'm glad you felt your neighbor's joy and joined right in. Joy is the infectious groove, isn't it? That's a pretty fun Playdate :).

Michelle DeRusha@Graceful said...

I love your list of possible explanations for his joy. That made me laugh...and this post brought ME joy!

Ann Kroeker said...

Great ending. Makes me want to click on Pandora this evening. Can I groove instead of jam?

Marcus Goodyear said...

Reading this made me think I've forgotten how to sing with reckless abandon. Are there any "Joy Consultants" out there?

Susan DiMickele said...

I think I want to be a Joy Consultant when I grow up. Nice Marcus!