The Miracle of Rest
If you’re going to pick a day to walk backwards off your 10-ft deck, Saturday is always good.
You’ll have to go to the ER anyway, so it doesn’t matter that the doctor isn’t open.
Your family and friends will be around to receive your text messages and bring you french fries that you shouldn’t eat because you’re bound to vomit from the pain medications.
And most importantly, it’s just before a long day of rest—at least at our house.
I wasn’t the one who walked off the deck. Elena did. But after that trauma of a trip to the ER to set her horribly broken wrist, we all needed a rest to wait out the follow-up X-rays and looming question of surgery.
Good thing we had the Sabbath. It’s amazing what miracles that day of rest can bring. Today Elena’s arm was healing so well after just a few days that her doctor couldn’t even believe it. She doesn’t need surgery and will start school tomorrow as anticipated.
Only a day of rest could help me grasp that this healing is a miracle. Only the Sabbath could draw me to a place where I could express true gratitude that a broken wrist was all she suffered in the fall.
I’ve been thinking a lot about my own Sabbath rest and worship after watching an interview with Senator Joe Lieberman about his new book The Gift of Rest: Rediscovering the Beauty of the Sabbath. Read more here or here
Have you read it? I plan to and see how someone from a different faith embraces this principle that’s so important to me and my family. I hope this book and my greater attention to the Sabbath begins many discussions with friends of different faiths.
What miracles or benefits have you’ve experienced from a Sabbath day of rest?