It’s hard to calculate just how many times it’s happened to me. It seems like when I find myself needing energy and rejuvenation, the calendar suddenly wakes me up to realize that the weekend is right around the corner. While there have been plenty of Mondays when I wake up and wonder what happened to the weekend and what exactly I accomplished during it, there have been plenty of Fridays and Saturdays that I have rested.
We all need rest, despite how much energy we think we have. We all need renewal. There was an intentionality in God’s design of us and the incorporation of a Sabbath, a rest, into our schedules. Despite that incorporation and despite a command to keep it, we still seem to find ourselves running on fumes all too often. Even in the midst of our “rest” we don’t really seem to be able to rest.
Then comes the weekend. And what do we do? Do we take advantage of the pace slowing down or do we continue to fire on all cylinders, hoping to take advantage of the time that we have available?
I have often found myself feeling guilty for a day when I did nothing but sit around and relax, spending time with my family. We may not have done anything significant or earth shattering, but I’ve often marveled at the significance those days have had on my children. When asked what they enjoyed most about those days, their answers usually have something to do with spending time together. Those answers are reason enough for me to keep coming back to those days of rest.
So, here we are, on the brink of the weekend. How will we spend it? Will we do what we can to make sure that our time is planned out from the moment that we get off of work until the moment that we’re back to the grind on Monday morning? Will we take the time to rest and relax, to rejuvenate and be restored?
I’m looking forward to finding some rest in the midst of the next 48 hours. I hope I find it. If I don’t, it certainly won’t be for lack of trying.