This will be a sabbath day – kinda.
August has been attending Camp Padawak at George Washington School this week, the school he will attend in the fall as a kindergartner. We have been establishing new family routines that will serve us well in the fall, which means it has been an emotional, anxious and somewhat stressful week, but one with far reaching and lasting effects.
Camp ends at 2:30, and since Noelle is in Louisville this week, that has meant shortened days for me in the church office. I have been in bed every evening by 7:00, though have not always stayed in bed. On Monday night I (we, August and I) actually slept for 11 hours.
All of which is to say: I will spend the morning at the church office tomorrow finishing up some needed work. I have promised myself at least two hours with a book and a cup of coffe before camp lets out, and the remainder of the day will be spent with August preparing for Noelle’s return and our upcoming vacation.
This will be a sabbath day – kinda. But it has already been a great week full of very special time with August (he suddenly want to learn how to read, and is making astonishingly quick progress) and adequate rest. The tasks waiting in the office will actually be a joy to finish.
I am acutely aware this week that God is the Lord of time and our times. Isn’t that what the practice of sabbath is supposed to remind us anyway?