Rest Day

I don't observe the "sabbath" as often as I'd like. I know, I know, it's actually Saturday. But I don't think there's anything wrong with observing it on Sunday when that's how my culture rolls. 

The thing that really truly matters is taking a day to rest. A day to stop and say the dishes can wait, the laundry can wait, today, it's all about thinking about God, and rest. Taking a nap. Reading the Word. Just being.

It's really hard for me to do this. I often find myself working super extra hard on Saturday, like I did yesterday, so that I feel as though I have "earned" the day off. But that's not really how it works. I'm supposed to work that hard every day. Not just Saturday before I plan to rest on Sunday. And even if I work my fingers to the bone, that doesn't mean I "deserve" a break. It's just a gift. 

Sometimes I feel convicted for how many times I refuse to accept that gift. Every Sunday morning greets me as a day to stop and rest. Some days, I say "no, thank you," preferring to toil and worry the day away in some fear over how my week will be effected if I don't have everything preset. I want to be in control of my whole little universe over here, but that's not the life I am called to. I am called to live a life that brings glory to God. And part of what brings Him glory is doing what He asks. 

A lot of people argue over whether or not we "have to" observe the Sabbath, or whether that was just an old Jewish thing or whatever. The fact is, it's not a "have to," it's a "get to." I try really hard not to pick and choose what things to obey God on. I just try to obey in everything as much as possible. Personally, I think the idea of Sabbath is one of those eternally applicable things. We won't always have work to do. Once we peace out on Earth, we get to spend eternity with God. To me, Sabbath is a really really blurry foggy dark shadow of a glimpse of what that eternity will look like.

I am thankful for the days when I make a conscious effort to dial into that thought. To remember that I am dust. To remember that I need to recharge my battery because I am human.