For the past year or so a question has been mulling around in my head. What does it mean to celebrate sabbath?
This question has spurred on other questions such as: Are we required to hold to a sabbath? What does rest look like? What boundaries do I set? Should there be rules? Ect., ect.
And so I set out to hold to a sabbath - to "rest" from Saturday 7pm to Sunday 7pm.
And I find that I want to do the dishes. I want to clear my closet from clutter. I want to weed the garden. In fact, I succumbed to writing thank you notes so that I could cross it off my to-do list.
Audrey Assad begs this question in her song, Lament, "Why is it easy to work but hard to rest sometimes?"
I think Josh Garrels aptly gives his desired solution to this question in his song The Resistance, "My rest is a weapon against the oppression of man's obsession to control things."
I want my rest to be that.
In all my searching, I believe the rest is found in the coming to Jesus (Matthew 11:28) to give up the "obsession to control things" and yield to Him.
But it's hard to rest sometimes. Why?