Today is Saturday and the church is busy with activities. We perform a Living Last Supper and rehearsals where held this morning. Immediately following that rehearsal there was a choir rehearsal for a special music Sunday tomorrow. Many of us attended both of the events. Despite the long hours, there is a feeling of absolute joy and excitement as we journey through Lent and into Easter.
Saturdays are usually my day of Sabbath, so when I have an appointment on my day off I feel a little anxious. With singing and participating in a dramatic skit, I feel like I am feeding a very important part of my spirit. It transforms from a commitment to an absolute joy. After all, it is stage work at its very finest. It reminds me of my first love, the arts.
It is my hope that our Sabbaths are filled with those things that renew our passions for what we are called to do. We may find a renewed spark in life and take time to feed the most intimate parts of who we are. We can worship, giving thanks to God for igniting the passions that give us a sense of hope and purpose. The inspiration of divine love will fill us with joy.
When is your Sabbath? Is it found in a moment, an hour, a day? When do you simply stop your crazy schedule and get connected to your spiritual needs? This is our constant question and we search for those times that we may stop and hear the voice and wonder of God working in our lives. May we remember to stop and give thanks for all that is given to us. In our stopping may we remember and celebrate those things that give us reasons for being in this world.