Our Last Sabbath

Yesterday was a nice day....all afternoon I sat on the porch swing rocking Travis while Adam cooked on the fire pit and the girls played in the yard. Those are the best Sundays. The Sundays our family has learned to crave and try to protect from all distractions or other engagements. No cell phones. No computers. Just enjoying each other and the beauty of God's creation.

This is Sabbath.

Up until this past year, I don't believe I grasped Sabbath. But now I think I get it. Sabbath is designed to mimic God's rest following the six days of creation. Jews and Christians observe it on different days. I believe that up until recently I have thought of Sunday as a day of physical rest....almost in a selfish way. Like, "I'm going to get my nap on Sunday, or else!" Physical rest is good but I don't believe it's the point.

It took several of these porch sittin' afternoons for me to realize Sabbath is a "heart rest."

Barren or Bearing?

But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. 
Galatians 5:22-23

I was standing in my bedroom bouncing Travis to sleep for the 5th attempt at laying him down for his nap when I looked out the window and this tree caught my eye.