Finding and Being Sabbath


Most of the time that only means “pause.”  Just long enough to look for traffic, to take a photo, to take a pill. 

But sometimes we know enough to quit what we are doing and pay attention to what matters: a child who needs a bedtime story, a friend who needs a listening ear, a neighbor who needs a helping hand.  We know enough to be compassionate toward one another.

Seldom do we show such compassion for ourselves. 

Eight years ago I was at the brink of physical and emotional exhaustion, mostly from the demands of pastoral ministry.  I sought help in a two-week program of retreat and therapy.  But one of the measures I took was not dictated by a therapist.  I was listening to my true self, my inner spirit.  For months I had the nagging feeling that I needed to spend time daily in quiet, praying and doing other spiritual practices, listening to God and paying attention to my own emotional health. 

So one day I just set the alarm an hour earlier, and the habit has stuck.  It required a change in lifestyle, but it has been worth it.  I could not have done this when my children were young, so I know this is a luxury, and I don’t take it for granted. 

At the same time I was learning about Sabbath from Marva Dawn and Kirk Byron Jones.  The concept of having enough and being enough without having to work hard seven days a week was a new and deeply healing perspective.  Gradually it helped me regard the use of my time, my money, and my energy as a matter of stewardship that went beyond duty.  I could enjoy eating enough but not having to consume unhealthy amounts.  I could buy clothing that is fairly made.  I could take time off just to enjoy life and all its wonders.  Gratitude became a daily habit, and a framework for ministry, my relationships, and my experience of life itself.

Sometimes we are forced to stop, though.  The Corona Virus is just beginning to wield a fierce impact on life in the US.  I am staying home for at least two weeks to avoid contributing to the contagion. 

I know I am one of the lucky people who is not devastated by the financial impact of being off work.  I don’t have to figure out how to arrange for childcare or health care (yet).  But maybe that gives me a perspective to share with everyone who is truly stressed and can’t afford to step back and look at this dispassionately.

In the past I have endured such times, stricken by back pain or hobbled by finances.  It’s hard to think of “stopping to smell the roses” when you are anxious.  But I ask you to try.

Because the sun is still rising with gorgeous colors.  Spring is coming.  Friends are still friends who love you.  God is with you, and there are signs of it in the ways people are trying to help you meet this crisis. 

This is an opportunity, once we have settled into the reality of today, to look at our lives and take stock.  Maria Shriver deems this a “collective moment” when we can push the reset button in the best of ways.  “I believe this unique moment in history is going to reset our lives in every way. I think it’s going to make all of us think about who, and what, we really need in our lives. It’s going to change the conversation from “wanting” to “needing.” Do we really need to shop the way we do? Spend money the way we do? Work the way we do? Rush around the way we do? Live the way we do? Do we spend our time the way we should with the people we love most? What, at the end of the day, is enough for you? For me? For us?”

As I drove home yesterday from the last worship service I’ll be leading for a while, I spotted a couple of swans in a field.  They have been hanging out on this temporary pond for a couple of weeks now.  I stopped my car, and they craned their necks to check me out.  They settled down once they sensed I was no threat.  They were oblivious to the national news, just being swans, beautiful creatures, beloved for their graceful shape, cherished by their Creator.

And so we, too, can STOP and be just who we are.  Human.  Suffering, questioning, confused.  Compassionate, loving, helpful.  Noticing those things that are beautiful, lamenting the pain of these trying times and our personal crises.  Putting aside our differences and caring for one another, and ourselves. 

Brother Richard Hendrick in his poem “Lockdown” is remarking how people are rediscovering their connections: 

They say that after just a few weeks of quiet

The sky is no longer thick with fumes

But blue and grey and clear.

They say that in the streets of Assisi

People are singing to each other

across the empty squares,

keeping their windows open

so that those who are alone

may hear the sounds of family around them.

We are at our best when we remember what it is to be human together.  At such times we can interrupt our usual routines and anxious thoughts in order to act as author Wayne Muller observes (except for the necessity of being “gathered” in creative ways):

“At our best, we become Sabbath for one another.  We are the emptiness, the day of rest.  We become space, that our loved ones, the lost and sorrowful, may find rest in us.  Whenever two or more are gathered, there am I in the midst of you–not fixing, not harming, not acting.  Quietly empty, we become Sabbath, where the sorrows of the world are safely poured and gently dissolve into the unfathomable immensity of rest, and silence.”

One thought on “Finding and Being Sabbath

  1. Selah! It is indeed salutary – as it appears the results of Covid-19 might be too. It might be a wake up call to us all. Thanks for your wisdom, Deb. I said this elsewhere but will repeat it here as I believe it, “There might be massive short term cost but it might pave the way for the blueprint of a more wholesome future. Our Creator created the planet to remind us periodically that we are not its masters, but its caretakers.” God bless you.


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