a new day

It's amazing how a little rest can help. I took yesterday off. Scandalous, I know! It was lovely.

 It's funny how this is. Generally, when we follow God's commandments, they give us life. But, yet, so many things, at least for me, I'm just not used to doing. And there's the whole argument as to whether we still need to follow the Old Testament blaa blaa blaa... But, still, whether we have to follow it to be Christians or not, the fact still remains. God wrote it. And if he wrote it, there's got to be a whole lot of good, life giving stuff in there. Now, generally, most all of us do our best to follow the 10 commandment, right? Well... personally... uhh... there's one I almost always omit. Keep the Sabbath day holy. Part of the reason is that if I'm gonna follow this as a law, I don't really know which day... Saturday (traditional Sabbath day) or Sunday (the day Christians use) Saturday is hard, cause we're used to getting stuff done around the house that day, and all the other days are tied up with activities and school work. Sunday is hard because going to church is not a rest. It might be for some. But not for me. I like church, I love my church, and all, but it's not a rest. Larry does sound most every week, so I get the kids ready on my own, then battle with the two youngest through out the music. I'm not complaining, well, not really... But, it's just my reality right now. And I know, that even a few more months and the youngest two will be better trained to sit, it's just this training time that's tiring.

Anyways... Sabbath rest. I needed it. So yesterday I stayed home from church with the youngest two, since Larry was doing sound, and I really didn't have the energy to be on top of things. It was a hard decision, cause, I do love church. But I felt it was right. Emily and I sat and read our Bibles together (she made up bizarre Bible stories) and then watched a worship video. The whole time I was very aware of the dishes by my sink, the laundry in the dryer and the toys on the floor and unmade beds. But. I felt it was time for a rest, and since the Lord has commanded it, it's not something to feel guilty about. I rested. The dishes waited till this morning, the beds felt the same that night, even though they weren't made and the toys, well...they reappear 10 seconds after you put them away anyways!


This morning I woke up feeling ready to face the day. The silliness and busyness, the joys and the burdens. I'm so glad I rested! I'm still asking myself why I don't do this more often. And why wait till I'm totally drained?

What I still need to figure out is how to make this a routine. Because I need church, and I guess I missed a real humdinger of a message too! So somehow I need to make some changes to bring the Sabbath rest back into our home. I usually do try to keep the day low key, but meals and dishes and floor sweeping and all that.. well, it crowds in, and the pressure of it all doesn't allow much space to rest. I'm gonna figure something out, I need to!! I'll let ya'll know how it goes!
Do you guys honor the Sabbath? How do you make that happen? Thanks for listening guys, to this world of mine... Truely, wild, crazy and beautiful!