Guilty as Charged….

I admit it, I am guilty.  It has been since April 9 since I’ve taken a Sabbath Day.  It’s not because I think my work is that important, but because of poor scheduling and planning on my part.  I should let it happen, I should let my Saturdays and Mondays be filled with meetings, church retreats, presbytery gatherings, mission projects, but somehow I did.

Luckily, I was called on it earlier this week by someone who caught me in the office this past Monday and knew Saturday I was going to be at a church Deacon’s Retreat.  Her simple question, “So when are you taking Sabbath?”  I stumbled through trying to answer her question because honestly I didn’t know when I was going to find a day to do it.  That’s when I made myself a promise that I would do a few mini get-aways this week to Sherwood Gardens (which is only a few blocks from the church).

I can’t say that I didn’t do any work while seated in the grass.  I did send a couple of emails and I wrote quite a few thank you notes.  But the act of writing the 30 plus thanks you that I did this past week was a complete gift from God.  In the busyness of the season, I was completely remiss in extending my thanks to those in our congregation that needed to hear it most.

So, as I sat surrounded by blooming azaleas and tulips, I was given the opportunity to practice the spiritual discipline of gratitude.  My two afternoons spent expressing my thanks and sitting in and among God’s beautiful creation definitely nourished my soul this week.

I can’t say that I won’t ever be guilty as charged for not taking Sabbath, but I do that it only takes the beauty of a flower or writing a note of thanks that helps me reconnect to Who and what is most important.

 

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