Sometimes it feels as if I spend my days as if they were structured like that game I played as a child. It was a plastic square with other little plastic squares inside. The object was to move the squares around until you formed the full picture you could only glimpse in the smaller pieces. It was a game that I must have played in the backseat of the car when we were driving places because that is the visceral memory that always comes when I remember the game. Playing the game and the movement of the car become one. Blur……

I remember it as a nearly impossible game….which probably says something about my learning style, my personality type. But that sense of needing to move one thing only to have all others move and never really getting to the "wholeness" says something to me about the need for sabbath time in my life. Wayne Muller says:"Sabbath dissolves the artifical urgency of our days, because it liberates us from the need to be finished."

"Sabbath requires surrender. If we only stop when we are finished with all our work, we will never stop-because our work is never completely done. With every accomplishment there arises a new responsibility. Every swept floor invites another sweeping, every child bathed invites another bathing. When all life moves in such cycles, what is ever finished? The sun goes round, the moon goes round, the tides and seaons go round, people are born and die, and when are we finished? If we refuse rest until we are finished, we will never rest until we die."

With those odds……I think I’ll rest today.