A Month of Sundays

So God blessed the seventh day and made it holy, because on it God rested from all his work that he had done in creation. Genesis 2:3 ESV

Keeping up with my grandmother’s brisk pace was indeed a challenging task, because whenever I would lag behind, she would exclaim, “At this rate we won’t get there in a month of Sundays!” Yet, if you think keeping up with my Grandmother was hard, think about trying to keep up with the Almighty! Consider that, in just the first two days of creation, God made light, planets, galaxies, oceans, and continents, and then He was just getting started!

Over the next three days, projects seemed to fly off of God’s workbench at an increasing pace and in ever greater detail. Then, on day six, God paused, stooped down, scooped up some clay, and began to form man with His own hands. This creation was not only more complex than anything He had done before, but it was also the only one that was a reflection of His own image. Finally, God bent down and breathed into man’s nostrils the breath of life, and He named Him Adam. But, as God watched Adam, for the first time He noticed something that wasn’t good. Adam was alone. So, God caused Adam to sleep, and while he rested, God took one of his ribs and created Eve to be his companion. Then, in the crowning moment, after six fast and furious days, God came to rest so that His children could walk with Him. In spite of how He had rushed through creating the Heavens and the Earth, walking slowly with His children was no problem for God. In fact, God loved that seventh day so much that the Bible tells us that God gave it a special blessing and called it Holy! If it delighted God so much to slow His pace to walk with us, why are we always in such a hurry? Maybe, if instead of always anxiously rushing ahead to our next project, we slowed our pace to the “Month of Sundays” speed, we just might find out what delights God the most and be better prepared for whatever lies ahead!

Not a Very Good Waiter (Verse two)
By a well He waited at noonday
For the woman who thirsted for more
And He calls us to come when we’re weary and worn
For refreshing that He has in store
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Not a Very Good Waiter

Six days shall work be done, but the seventh day is a Sabbath of solemn rest, holy to the Lord. Whoever does any work on the Sabbath day shall be put to death. Exodus 31:15 ESV

It is amazing how resting, which after a long hard work-week, you might think would be kind of desirable and natural. And yet to those Israelites as much as with us today it was such a struggle that God had to prescribe the death penalty, in order to get everyone’s attention about obeying this commandment. And you might also assume that since I am now in my early seventies and still struggling through Covid, that I would be smart enough to listen to my wife and rest. But no! The lawn needed mowing, the weather was perfect, and no one was around outside. What could it hurt? Stumbling back inside a while later, I learned what it could hurt and that was my body! God has not only designed us to rest, and to rest in Him, but He has also made it so there will be consequences when we fail to do so. Since rest is something, I am still trying to learn after 50 plus years as a Christian, I hope that this upcoming series on rest may be of benefit to others as well. Today was just a teaser, but we’ll begin in earnest on Monday (I have to rest tomorrow!). I am looking forward to hearing your comments, feedback or personal stories on how you are learning to rest.

Not a Very Good Waiter
I’m not a very good waiter
Doing nothing seems simply a waste
But our Father who loves to walk slowly
Does nothing in hurry or haste!

Sufficient Grace

Three times I pleaded with the Lord about this, that it should leave me. But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.”  2 Corinthians 12:8-9a ESV

Ironically, while I was feeling terrific, heading into Easter weekend I wrote a post about God’s Selah and rest. That all sounded great to my ears when I clicked on publish, and we hurried on with our plans to celebrate Easter. It is amazing what a difference just a few days have made! On Monday evening Nancy and I both starting feeling poorly, but we shrugged it off as being just another virus. Though we didn’t have much of a fever we became incredibly weak, and Nancy almost took a tumble in the living room. (Fortunately, she only ended up sitting down suddenly on the couch!) So, by this morning we had the sneaking suspicion it might be Covid, and sure enough our test kits confirmed it (Not a yippee moment!) For those wondering about it, I of course immediately called our doctor. Our unrelenting weakness has driven us to ask for healing and strength, every time we pray, but so far it feels more like we are stuck in the La Brea Tar Pits than camping on a mountaintop with Jesus. This has given me new appreciation for Paul’s insistent triple prayer for his thorn to be removed. Yet in spite of Paul’s faithfulness, God not only did not remove the thorn, He also didn’t even give Paul an answer till HIs third prayer. The passage tells us that God did this to keep Paul humble, but I believe He also did it for the rest of us in our weaknesses. We learn here that Paul was not just some special Saint, with a halo hovering over his head, but he was also a perfect example of God’s grace in weakness and an encouragement to those of us who are walking the same path.