Good Morning, God!
Ah, what fun it was, God, to walk out with Kit looking at the Super Full Moon. The full moon was only one hour away from its perigee (closest point) on Saturday. The closest full moon in 18 years.
But, the moon was so bright that we never did get to see Saturn which was rising later but still close to the moon.
A lovely evening — and a Sabbath eve, too — making me understand why the orthodox Jews begin Sabbath at the sight of the first star.
Days of rest vary — Friday, Saturday or Sunday — but they are a key part of life.
Am I getting better at keeping them, God? Or is the idea of “grading” myself on how well I am keeping the Sabbath, in itself, a misapprehension of what the day is all about? I think so! Perhaps, more important than how well I refrain from work, is how much I am beginning to look forward to the Day of Rest.
I had prepared a pad with a list of “non-work activities” that I could do on the Sabbath. Then, when we came back from our walk, I picked up the pad and scrawled DRIFT NAP across the list. That felt RIGHT, God.
And that is what I did . . . I napped and read and played games with my mom and enjoyed dinner with Kit and drifted through the day. Smiling. Thank You!