A phrase on the radio caught my attention one morning: “It’s feel good Friday.” I suppose feel good Friday follows mopey Monday, tough Tuesday, woeful Wednesday, and too slow Thursday. Of course, after feel good Friday we have super Saturday and spiritual Sunday. I even hear retired folks say, “Life is great because every night is Friday, and every day is Saturday.” It’s funny how we can be so affected by the day of the week.
Why do we let the clock and the calendar have so much power over us? The Monday morning alarm is seldom met with joy, but 5:00 pm Friday always brings a smile. I admit I can be snared by this trap of letting the situation dictate my mood. I can become too dependent on my circumstances and not dependent enough on my Lord. I can start to live by what I see instead of who I am in Christ when I forget that I am a child of the Great I Am.
When I find myself covered by this faithless, moody mess, I remember Peter’s words: “But sanctify Christ as Lord in your hearts, always being ready to make a defense to everyone who asks you to give an account for the hope that is in you, yet with gentleness and reverence” (1 Peter 3:15, NASB). This verse reminds me that I have a hope that is not dependent on my circumstances. This hope does not change based on my emotions. This hope exists because I am a child of God.
While this hope comforts me, it also brings accountability. I am given the responsibility to live in such a way that others can see His hope in me. It is an obligation without exception. It is a duty that requires me to adjust my outlook, my attitude, my actions, and my faith.
Day in and day out, good circumstances or bad, my attitude should reflect and declare the hope that God has placed in me. I have little trouble with my disposition when life is good, but His hope should not be based on expectations being met or a lack of conflict in my little world. His hope transcends time as well as my circumstance. His hope is an unshakable anchor attached to my life with an unbreakable chain.
When I adjust my life and my mind to be focused on His hope, His joy wells up in me; and something miraculous happens. I become the salt of the earth and the light of the world, just as Jesus commands me to be. I am able to share His love in ways I could never do in my own power; and as a result, I can effectively encourage those around me. My perspective changes and my doubts, fears, and worries fade as the fruit of the Spirit fills my life. I begin to experience His abiding presence, and my faith grows as I walk with Him each day.
Focusing on His hope and nourishing it with time spent in prayer and His Word helps me see through my circumstances to what really matters. It reminds me to savor each and every day God has allowed me to live. So, how about you? What does your hope look like? Where do you place your expectations? What are you allowing to influence your mood? Do you have to wait until Friday to feel good?