By observing the Sabbath, and disciplining themselves to do nothing each 7th day, the Jewish people were acting out a parable to themselves. This story reminded them that God is the one whom this whole world rests on. Not them.
This Sabbath-keeping story reminded them that no matter how important they thought they were, or how urgent they thought their to-do list was, that the world would keep on spinning even if they rested every 7 days.
Sabbath-keeping reminded them that this story is ultimately not about them, but about God.
“Sabbath keeping is a publicly enacted sign of our trust that God keeps the world, therefore we do not have to. God welcomes our labours, but our contributions to the world have their limits. If even God trusted creation enough to be confident that the world would continue while God rested, so should we.” (William Willimon)
I’m increasingly realising the foolishness of my dismissiveness towards observing a Sabbath.
My beautiful friend B, after visiting her sick grandma.
This is FANTASTIC.
Joe Biden’s handwritten response to a grade-two boy’s suggestion for guns that shoot chocolate.
The faithful husband
Brings his wife away from the fray
And into the wilderness.
Away from the distractions and temptations,
Away from the competing affections and attentions,
And into a spacious place.
Barren, perhaps; but uncluttered.
Deprived of some things, yes; but they were things that were sapping her dry and poisoning her heart.
She looks into his eyes for the first time in too long.
A tender reacquaintance.