When I was young, I got into the practice of never doing homework on Sundays; it was the Sabbath (actually, Sunday isn’t the true Sabbath, but it seemed the most practical time to take a day off from school). In college, while working a summer job for a company that rented out space in Disneyland, I had to put this practice to rest. It was a long summer and I swore to God and myself that I’d never work Sundays again when I quit.
Over the years, I’ve heard a lot of sermons, but one that I’ve never heard (perhaps I’ve just been in the wrong churches on the wrong Sundays?) is a sermon about the Sabbath. It seems just an unmentioned rule that people are supposed to pick a day in the week and rest, but no one ever puts an emphasis on why. And no one really says what we’re supposed to do on the day—at least no one in Protestant churches; Orthodox Judaism does it much better.
While I never work on Sunday’s anymore, I frequently find myself busy with other things—so much so that it doesn’t seem like a day of rest at all. There’s a reason God says to obey the Sabbath, and it’s not to get extra housework done. It’s for devotion and reconnection.
Today’s a holiday. I have little to do today day; while I don’t obey the Sabbath on Monday’s, the pause makes me wonder why I don’t obey it better on Sunday’s.
The Bible doesn’t clearly define what we have to do on the Sabbath; God doesn’t say it’s the day we spend on our knees praying or doing something else ritualistic. I think God just wants us to pause from the world and reconnect with everything we’ve been too busy to think about with the chaos of the world. The Sabbath should be the day that brings us closest to heaven on Earth. Is that such a bad thing?