Sonday

just a typical sunday.

wake up.
facebook/gmail.
an argument with dad about keeping the room clean.
breakfast with a grumbling heart.
another argument dad about giving back to the family.
thoughts of incompetence.
brush it off, grace. maybe music will help soothe the soul.
a brief escape.
facebook/gmail. nothing is changed.
what to wear? who am i trying to impress today?
have some time until i gotta leave, a whispered invitation for some alone time with the Lord
instead, tv.
time gets stolen away. late for church.
honked by a driver on the way. frustration seeps in. if they only knew the day i was having.
church. my body is present but my mind is very far from here.
a crumpled up five dollar tossed half-heartedly into the offering basket.
mentally check off church off today’s to-do list.
there’s traffic on the way out. more frustration.
no gas. gotta fill up. oh, but the money…
worry about money.
worry about the future.
tightening the grip on what is seen, and loosening the grip on the eternal…
forgetting truth, believing lies.
…
my first few hours of my sunday begin like this. maybe this sounds familiar to you?
I cant help but become perplexed and disturbed that on Sunday, the day of rest, the Sabbath, the one day set out of the week to be dedicated to God alone, that I find the hardest to worship Him. Arent my Sundays supposed to revive me? But why do i/we feel so tired/drained/stressed/busy? ESPECIALLY on this particular day.Why do I look forward to the events happening after church service, rather than the one time in the week where i can experience God in His dwelling place with others seeking the same rest as i?
something is wrong.
let me repent, for i have made this SACRED day into that of a den of robbers. i have forgotten the meaning of the Sabbath, and what it means to find true rest in the only One who can give peace in this weary heart.

Six days you shall labor and do all your work, but the seventh day is a Sabbath to the Lord your God. On it you shall not do any work, neither you, nor your son or daughter, nor your manservant or maidservant, nor your animals, nor the alien within your gates. For in six days the Lord made the heavens and the earth, the sea, and all that is in them, but he rested on the seventh day. Therefore the Lord blessed the Sabbath day and made it holy. Exodus 20:-11

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