I hate to admit this....but I'm not fond of Sunday. It feels wrong to say that, considering it is the "sabbath". Somewhere along this journey of life, I lost the joy of the sabbath day. Sunday at this point in my life means an early morning, a rush to get everyone ready and out the door and anxiety about being late for church. That's all before nine o'clock! Then the busyness of church begins. I love doing Kids Church. I love it when the kids are all there and connections are being made. Today a little girl said, "When I sing about God, it makes me smile" I love it all, but it's busy. After cleaning up and getting home, the lunch routine begins....there's not much time before we need to get ready for the new week.....laundry, tidying, getting the kids backpacks ready for school.....the list goes on. It's almost 10 oclock now and I just finished putting the last load of laundry away. I wish I had time to soak in the tub or watch TV or just sit, but I need to sleep before Monday.
Sometimes I envy my neighbours when we get home from church and I see them relaxing or playing with their kids.....isn't that what the sabbath day is supposed to be about? Why are we coming home at noon tuckered out from the busyness of the morning?
I hope I can find the Sabbath rest again. Maybe it can't be on Sunday....maybe I need to get past that. Maybe I'm overreacting to the fall schedule settling in after a carefree summer.
Thinking more, I wonder if it's a mindset. A friend of mine went to see Patch Adams recently. He believes in being intentional about having a good day. He claims to have had only good days since he began thinking this way. He says it's not about the circumstances of the day or what your daytimer holds....it's being purposeful and intentional about having a good and positive day. It's about finding joy in the journey isn't it? Debbie Zepick (whose concert I went to this weekend) has a wonderful song about Enjoying the Journey. It begins with her singing about all the tasks she needs to do....laundry, weeding etc...then she hears a voice saying, "Enjoy the journey" One of the lines I love says "The day is here and isn't it fun?" What a wonderful child like attitude to have. The Lord has blessed me beyond measure, so really, what excuse do I have to have a "bad" day. Maybe I can learn to be thankful for the busyness of Sunday. If I was lying sick in a hospital bed, I would miss all the activity.
So tonight, even as I feel discouragement about my day of "rest", I feel encouraged by the fact that God loves me and has blessed me beyond measure.
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It seems as if you worked through your Sunday discontent. I would say, don't do any of that stuff on Sunday... I know I don't! Just leave it, or do it Saturday, or a little bit every other day. I think you deserve to sit and do nothing or play with your kids on Sunday afternoon!!
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