This is the first Sunday post here on the MomHeart blog and I’m thrilled to be spending these few moments with you. Sunday is my favorite day of the week for many reasons, but primarily because it seems that more people turn their focus heavenward on Sundays and so all seems just a little more right than on other days of the week. I understand that history confirms Saturday as the Sabbath but in our culture, we tend to set Sundays aside as our day of worship and rest.
One reason I look forward to Sundays is because in our house, it’s a day to slow down and be quieter than normal. Of course there is the busyness of church preparation and attendance but then the pace settles and we just enjoy lunch together and usually a nap or quiet rest time gets added to the agenda. The hours seem to tick by at a slower pace on Sunday evenings as we enjoy dinner out and talk about plans for the upcoming week.
Between work, school, sports, church, and community functions, life can be so hectic and loud. Often it becomes hard to hear each other’s voices much less the still, small voice of God. Recently I was reading in I Kings 19:11-13 about when God was trying to get Elijah’s attention. The verses jumped out at me and I was struck by how God didn’t scream and yell but rather that He spoke gently in a still, small voice.
(11) “And he said, Go forth, and stand upon the mount before the LORD. And, behold, the LORD passed by, and a great and strong wind rent the mountains, and brake in pieces the rocks before the LORD; but the LORD was not in the wind: and after the wind an earthquake; but the LORD was not in the earthquake: (12) And after the earthquake a fire; but the LORD was not in the fire: and after the fire a still small voice. (13) And it was so, when Elijah heard it, that he wrapped his face in his mantle, and went out, and stood in the entering in of the cave. And, behold, there came a voice unto him, and said, What doest thou here, Elijah?”
When I think about God’s voice and the Sabbath, I think of how often I hear God speak to my heart through a song at church, a line in a sermon, a firm handshake from an usher, a hug from a senior saint, a smile on the face of a friend, a gleam in the eyes of a child dressed up in Sunday best. These are still, small voices that quiet my spirit and set things right in my world.
Whatever today finds you doing I pray it includes some quiet time. Time slow enough to enjoy those you love, to make eye contact and pause and see into the heart of your mate or your children, to breathe deeply and fill up with strength for the week ahead.
Motherhood is a journey and all journeys are made of moments and miles. Sabbaths are a gift to us on this journey; a gift that gives us fuel for the next few miles ahead.
Here at MomHeart, we love you dear ones. Blessings to you this day,