Monday, March 19, 2007
So one of the Ten Commandments is for us to remember the Sabbath and keep it holy. That was done by taking a day of rest. I know a lot of folk have Saturday as the day to work around the house and Sunday is the day of rest with some church, maybe some TV or playing with the family in the afternoon, then the day is done. That's not an option for me. Oh, I'm not saying that I'm so important that without me the church won't run. I've taken days off and everything runs fine! What I'm saying is somebody has to do the church work, and I feel called by God do perform this function. So Sundays start around 0515 for me to wake up to get to church and set stuff up and be able to talk to people before church starts. Yesterday after that was done, there were some critical computer stuff that needed to be worked on so I finally laid down in bed at 2315. Not exactly a day of rest for me. Saturday works for a lot of folk, and that's what I think of as my Sabbath. I do farm and work the animals and work in the garden, but I'm not sure work is the right word for it. After all my work as a software engineer at Novell during the week and my pastoral work with the church during the week, being able to dirty my hands on Saturday is very relaxing to me. My kids enjoy it as well and we all have some fun talking about God while we work. We talk a lot about stewardship and how we need to not just let our land go to weed because that's not being a good steward. We talk about how we need to feed and water the animals so we are good stewards of them. But I'm not sure that is the same as taking a Sabbath. What are you doing to have a Sabbath?


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Do you have any idea how much I wish I could drag my sorry butt out of bed at 'oh-dark-thirty' on Sunday mornings to come in and help set up for church? Probably not, thank God! I've learned a really hard lesson with my move: You really don't apprciate just exactly what you have, until it's gone. I sure do miss you guys, A LOT! There's not a day that goes by, that I don't think about every one of you, with the fondest of memories.
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