Today is the Sabbath.
I don't know how people manage to survive week after week, month after month, without having a regularly scheduled day to relax, guilt free. As I look around my box-filled livingroom, red tape garishly slapped over the edge of boxes containing fragile items in them, it's a pleasure just to sit and relax. No packing today, no bother with what to clean next, which papers to start to grade, what project we need to get done before we move in two weeks. Just quiet and rest today.
Last night Sam and I were able to lie in bed and read together, then talk into the night, undisturbed by television or radio. It was quiet and pleasant, with the windows open and rain-drenched breezes wafting through the upstairs.
As I write this morning, Sara Groves' voice fills the house and my heart is once again at peace and reaching for God.
That's what the Sabbath is: a gift of time, rest, and peace.
Remember the Sabbath day, to keep it holy. Six days you shall labor, and do all your work, 10but the seventh day is a Sabbath to the LORD your God. On it you shall not do any work, you, or your son, or your daughter, your male servant, or your female servant, or your livestock, or the sojourner who is within your gates. For in six days the LORD made heaven and earth, the sea, and all that is in them, and rested the seventh day. Therefore the LORD blessed the Sabbath day and made it holy. (Exodus 20:8-11)
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