Sabbath

I am taking today off.

There is a part of me that thinks this is a dumb idea. After all, there are bills to pay, checkbooks to balance, a house to clean, filing to do, not to mention the grocery shopping and straightening up that needs to happen. And that's just on the personal front.

Still, I am taking today off.

Yesterday, today seemed like a great day to write that letter, but during my morning prayer time, the exhaustion in my bones let me know, "This is a good day to rest." As I sat staring out my window, listening to the fog horn, I could barely hear the birds. It's not that they were not there. It is just that my mind was so loud.

I am taking today off.

The fact that I think I can't stop - the fact that my mind is cheerfully jumping from one plan to another - is a pretty good sign that I must. It's time to do what I know to do to shift my body's energy and surrender. It's time to lay myself at love's door and say, "Please come and find me. I have lost my way."

I am taking today off.

Without sabbath, my life becomes an endless chore.

With it, life is gift.