It’s a surrender, a laying down of arms. Whatever plans you’re making, whatever work you’re up to your ears in, whatever pleasures you’re enjoying, whatever sorrows or anxieties or problems you’re in the midst of , you set them aside, find a place to scratch out somewhere, close your eyes, and wait for sleep . . . . You have given up being in charge of your life. You have put yourself into the hands of the night.
It is a rehearsal for the final laying down of arms, of course, when you trust yourself to the same unseen benevolence to see you through the dark and to wake you when the time comes — with new hope, new strength — into the return again of light.
~Frederick Buechner. Listening to Your Life
Perhaps we must come to the end of ourselves through weariness in order let go of trying to figure life out. Everything has purpose doesn’t it? We have a choice about how we respond to what’s right in front of us, whether it’s full of joy or hardship. May we give up on being in charge of outcomes and enjoy the riches of Sabbath.