I have found myself over the years so believing that every weekend should be a three day weekend. Believing because after a three day weekend, apart from thinking Tuesday is Monday and turning up for things on the wrong days for a while until the penny drops, believing because it feels so good. How did people get on in the old days when you never stopped work?
That’s one of the things I love about God. The command to rest on one day of the week was sourced in common sense and a need to replenish the batteries, and for our own benefit as human beings. It was not some law by a megalomaniac creator wanting our homage………….(maybe tho, in His wisdom He knew we would get so busy we would squeeze out time with Him).
There was a health principle in the Sabbath concept, as there is with most things people see as rules from God.
Our need for rest and replenishing the spirit, body, soul and mind with time reflection on our lives and with those we love.
God has so been blamed for bein g a bossy britches when really it has all been about our welfare and whats good for us.
That’s a health principle.
Time to stop.
Three day weekends just seem to have that blend of time for everything.
Saturday on the jobs around home you need to do.
Sunday perhaps doing stuff you need to do with people and…….
Monday just for the luxurious things you would like to do……………
There is nothing like the feeling of Friday night or waking on the Saturday morning knowing you have an extra day………..and then there is the deliciousness of Sunday night knowing that tho it’s raining and the rubbish trucks still gonna come by, you don’t have to go to work.
Now I happen to enjoy my job as a teacher and 9/10 days i am okay with trotting off to the treadmill of necessity, BUT the luxury of that extra day is wonderful………..a day to lavish on sitting and reading, or doing what you want because you have had two other days to work on list reduction.
Tis on days like that I feel that the wonderfulness of being able to write down thoughts, or paint or go take photos, listen to music or just still with coffee. Time to do things to help make sense of what’s happening in my life, and put it to paper, song, paint or knitting…….. and enjoy being a human and alive with all its complexity. I like that time.
That’s the health principle?
So my thanks to the Queen of England, and the Commonwealth and all that! Eh wot.
Happy Birthday to You.
