Therefore the people of Israel shall keep the Sabbath, observing the Sabbath throughout their generations, as a covenant forever. Exodus 31:16 ESV

“Keep / Shamar - To hedge about (as with thorns) to guard; gen. to protect...”  Strong's Hebrew/Aramaic Dictionary

Even after Sixty-five years, I can still clearly remember my grandmother’s small front yard, because of the barberry bushes around the edges of that bit of grass. How I not only hated those tiny shrubs, but I can still feel their teeth! Whenever I would brush my leg too closely or ran my hands ever so gently over their tops, small, almost invisible thorns reached out and quickly grabbed hold. Rarely could the barb be found and usually a few days passed before my skin would push out the unwanted invader. My grandmother planted those tiny guardians of the front yard to keep her grass area from becoming a shortcut for any of us as we headed around her corner on the way to the elementary school down the street. My grandmother was a wise person, knowing that neither signs, nor verbal warnings could do any better than her guard of thorns.

Our God in His wisdom has created one day out of seven to be a garden of rest for us. Before He gave His law; in fact, even before there was sin – there was Sabbath. Sabbath is His gift, and He has woven it into the DNA of our bodies, minds, and spirits. Keeping Sabbath is not about rules or yelling at the neighbors to turn down their hip-hop music. Keeping Sabbath is about planting an internal hedge to slow down the stampede of life that constantly threatens to stomp on the garden. Keeping Sabbath is about joining God as He rests, trusting and knowing that while there is always something to be done; God delights in the time that we rest in Him because He wants to give us His wonderful rest for our soul.

Not a Very Good Waiter - Verse Three*

Then He waited and prayed in the garden
For all who one day would come
To the cross where He died at the top of the Hill
To find rest with their burdens undone

Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. Matthew 11:29 ESV

Not a Very Good waiter by Peter Caligiuri
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* see entire poem at bottom of post

Not a Very Good Waiter

I’m not a very good waiter
Doing nothing seems simply a waste
But our Father just loves to walk slowly
Doing nothing in hurry or haste

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

Then He waited and prayed in the garden
For all who one day would come
To the cross where He died at the top of the Hill
To find rest with their burdens undone

Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. Matthew 11:29 ESV