“Wait, is it August?” Or “is it Tuesday?” Has time blurred together, one week melting into a puddle of all the other weeks?

We’ve asked these questions more times than I care to admit at my house. Working from home the hours in my makeshift office aren’t as neatly marked by the coming and going of traveling to my office.

I was talking to a friend the other day and we were trying to figure out when we last spoke. At first we were convinced it had only been a few weeks, soon enough we realized it was back in MARCH!

Sabbath keeping brings a rhythm to our days and weeks. Even if the other six days designated for work in Genesis 1 blur together, sabbath brings rhythm to the week.

By planning and preparing for sabbath, (because it doesn’t just happen!), we stake a claim that something is different and that we want to be different. The different rhythm of sabbath marked by a combination of rest, worship, and play gives our weeks an anchor point from which all other time hangs.

Whether you are stuck at home, heading out to do essential work, or gearing up for the school year let sabbath rhythm order and organize your days.

Below is a poem by Mary Oliver, it’s less about sabbath, and more about the grace that comes with seeing the day with intention.

May it be a blessing to you,

Pastor Mike

Why I Wake Early

Hello, sun in my face.

Hello, you who made the morning

and spread it over the fields

and into the faces of the tulips

and the nodding morning glories,

and into the windows of, even, the

miserable and the crotchety –

best preacher that ever was,

dear star, that just happens

to be where you are in the universe

to keep us from ever-darkness,

to ease us with warm touching,

to hold us in the great hands of light –

good morning, good morning, good morning.

Watch, now, how I start the day

in happiness, in kindness.

– Mary Oliver

From UW Madison, tools for your mental and emotional well-being: https://centerhealthyminds.org/well-being-toolkit-covid19