It has been a good Sabbath.
I was much more prepared this week. (FYI – if you cook a whole chicken in the crockpot Saturday afternoon, you can easily do Chicken and Noodles on Sunday and it’s not much “work.”)
In case you’re wondering how legalistic I’m getting on all this…not at all. I just wanted to adhere to preparing for rest. Making sure we have set aside the time. Knowing what we will eat for the meals, and using a crockpot as much as possible. Having the laundry caught up so we don’t scurry around an hour before church starts.
Time with church family, lunch with a friend, rest, a slow rhythm to our afternoon, a visit to friends, apples and popcorn for dinner.
It’s important, this resting. I’m still saving some of what I’ve been learning for after the interview with my friend who grew up observing an orthodox Sabbath. (It’s supposed to be on Tuesday!)
But for today, Psalm 92 says right underneath the title that it is a song written for Shabbat. Let’s hear it, yes?
to sing praises to the Most High.
It is good to proclaim your unfailing love in the morning,
your faithfulness in the evening,
accompanied by a ten-stringed instrument, a harp,
and the melody of a lyre.
I sing for joy because of what you have done.
O Lord, what great works you do!
And how deep are your thoughts…
…The godly will flourish like palm trees
and grow strong like the cedars of Lebanon.
For they are transplanted to the Lord’s own house.
They flourish in the courts of our God.
Even in old age they will still produce fruit;
they will remain vital and green.
They will declare, “The Lord is just!
He is my rock!
There is no evil in him!”