Remember the Sabbath day by keeping it holy. Six days you shall labor and do all your work, but the seventh day is a sabbath to the Lord your God. On it you shall not do any work, neither you, nor your son or daughter, nor your male or female servant, nor your animals, nor any foreigner residing in your towns. For in six days the Lord made the heavens and the earth, the sea, and all that is in them, but he rested on the seventh day. Therefore the Lord blessed the Sabbath day and made it holy. (Exodus 20:8-11)
One
of the issues I struggled with during the past six months is trying to rest
more on Sundays. Oh, I’ve tried to not work on Sundays, not exercise except as
part of walking the dog, but over the past six months, I’ve tried to be more
disciplined about it. I’m not suggesting I’m doing it right, yet. But last
Sunday, I found myself facing the same attitude problem I’ve noticed several
other times. There’s a frustration that I am doing things I have said I won’t do,
but there’s a bigger frustration that I can’t do the things I have decided I
won’t do. Behind those frustrations, there is another sense. I want the day to
be over so I can get back to doing things that I value, or that I think give me
value.
In
other words, one of the things that bother me about the Sabbath is that it’s
not all about me. One way or another, it keeps coming around to the Sabbath
being a day when I don’t get my way. Of course, there are a lot of other times
that I don’t get my way, but that doesn’t change anything. On Sundays, I’m
worthless.
In
one sense, that’s a lie. In another, It’s a truth that means I’m partway
there. The whole point of the Sabbath is God, so now I need to turn from “I’m
worthless” to “He’s worthy.”
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