I’ve been a bit quiet here this week, but thoughts are rolling around in my head waiting to pour out onto the page. If I’m quiet it means I’m living life and enjoying it.
Last night my girl and I left a house full of boys and drove to Target. I mean, what girl doesn’t like a little Target wandering on a Friday night? And like most of those excursions, what happens in a car conversation under an umbrella of starry sky, windows rolled down in July and the radio blaring Adam Levine, is where I feel the presence of God hovering.
As we enter Sabbath, may you allow the wind to blow your hair and time to carry you where it may. Turn up the volume on fun and listen to the way He’s laughing with you. Sabbath is like a Target date just waiting to happen.
Happy Sabbath Friends!
Some links to check out:
Remember the Sabbath by Glynn Young – a lovely poem that cuts to the heart on the question of Sabbath.
Books on Faith: The Sabbath World by Yours Truly – my contribution to a book club at the High Calling this week; a lawn chair conversation with H’s grandmother haunts me and informs my Sabbath practice. Join us every Monday in July?
Time Sickness by Laura Boggess – Laura is one of my favorite writers, she often carries me to another place with her words, like a good movie you get lost in. She’s also a new Sabbath Sister – yay!
If you’re asking, “What is a Sabbath Sister?” — check out the Sabbath Society.
Things coming up:
I little story I wrote called Redefining Childhood, about my time in Rwanda when I interviewed some children, is over at CausePub waiting for your vote. It’s an editor’s pick for a book awaiting publication called Couch Rebels. I would be honored to have your vote if you have time to click over here.
Join me here on the blog this Monday for a guest post from my dear friend Margaret Feinberg, where she’ll be sharing about Sabbath and I’ll be giving away her book. Invite your friends, it’ll be awesome.
Have a blessed Sabbath
Sabbath is like a Target date waiting to happen. I love it.
Today, Sabbath is like a softball tournament. Hoping to sprawl out in my lawnchair and enjoy more than one game.
I’m reading along in the book, although I was very quiet on my blog this week–just doing life.
Love you big, my friend.
I think in summer it’s appropriate to be quiet on the blog, don’t you? Love you big too Sandy.
What a wonderful date you and your girlie had! Oh, these times are costly investments for eternity. Have a great Sabbath.
So thankful for those impromptu moments that are meaningful memories with my kids. Thanks for being here Mia.
Ah Shelly, I share your joy in an evening’s drive to Target with your sweet daughter! Music blaring, windows rolled down on a warm July night. My daughter and I seldom have these times anymore, now that she’s married and more busy than she cares to be. This Thursday, however, she and I are doing pedicures at a posh spa in our area, for a wedding next weekend. I’m thrilled at the thought of one-on-one with her. She even came up with the idea! Any time with her these days, has become ever more precious to me. Especially right now, as she is struggling with the suicidal death of an old friend. Looking forward to Sabbath tomorrow, spent with friends at a retirement open house of someone we care deeply for. Enjoy your Sabbath as well, Shelly.
A pedicure with your daughter sounds divine. I pray you have a wonderful time creating memories Jillie. I’m headed up to your part of the world later this week, been thinking about you. Love you lots.
A sweet moment together. Love it.
When I am quiet it means I am living life. I love that…so true. Somehow those words erase feelings of guilt from not paying as much attention to the blog for a period of time. Thank you! Love, Rachael
I think it’s easy to make an idol of our blogs, at least for me anyway. I discovered this week, that I actually wrote with more freedom because I was just living my life. Thank you for visiting Rachael.
Loved the image you painted here of scenery speeding past the window … such is life.
Yes, it is isn’t it? Sometimes life whirs right on by and sometimes it seems to pause into slow motion.
Sometimes, the best kind of writing is the living…
I think you are a good example of that Deidra. Thinking about your wonderful Degrees post.
Target as a place of Sabbath rest… This post makes me very happy in all sorts of ways. 🙂
Aw, so glad Lyli. Even more glad you joined the Sabbath Society. Welcome!
I don’t think I’ll ever look at Target in the same way. Nice.
Wow, what a lovely compliment. Thank you.
Thank you, Shelly, for adding further definition to Sabbath: “allowing time to carry you where it may.” For me, that’s a place to rest and revel in God’s blessings. On an errand-date with my husband last week, I felt that companionable rest of being with someone who knows me deep of heart and long in time. I reveled in the unimportant conversation that brought pleasure instead of problem-solving. And I thank God for the rejuvenation that comes from unhurried time spent with God, in the presence of my husband. Or is it the other way around?