“That is why the Son of Man is lord even of the sabbath.” – Mark 2:28
When I was a little girl, I remember that Sundays were for rest. And for family. I enjoyed them. We would go to church. Have a big dinner at home or at my grandparents’ house.
Sometimes we went to the beach. Often we would go for a ride on country roads, stopping for ice cream, of course. A special treat.
At some point, Sundays seemed to change. They were almost like any other day. Yes, we’d go to church, but did we observe the sabbath rest?
As a teenager, I remember going to the malls. Shopping and hanging out with friends. As a nurse, I often worked on Sundays, leaving my husband and boys at home. I found myself missing those sabbath days.
Now retired, an empty-nester, I am back to observing the sabbath. Resting on Sundays. And spending time with our children and grandchildren. Now my husband and I are the grandparents they visit.