Well, I’m about to get adjusted to the spring-forward time. I have dragged myself out of bed several mornings this week. Even strong hot coffee didn’t seem to make a difference.
Is there anyone besides me who wonders why we pretend to “save time” by changing the clocks?
I found out from RightJuris.com that old Ben Franklin first suggested the idea to add more daylight and save on using candles. The United States began practicing Daylight Saving Time During World War I, and it has come and gone ever since.
The way I see it, there is a set number of daylight hours no matter the time on the clock or how often we set it forward or backward. It messes with my system twice a year by having to adjust to a different bedtime and wake up time.
It seems our culture expects more and more work from already overloaded individuals. Perhaps it is that we pressure ourselves to produce more, to accomplish more, to excel more. No time to stop. Put on another pot of Maxwell House! Drink some Dew! How about another energy drink?
Do you remember when the computer was a new invention, and we thought it would give us extreme amounts of leisure? Instead it has simply increased our work loads.
Whatever happened to rest? It is supposed to happen every seven days. At least that is how God planned it.
When God created the world in six days, He “rested” not because He was tired but because He had completed His work.
The Ten Commandments, however, instructed Israel to remember the Sabbath Day, the seventh day of the week, and keep it holy unto God. God knew our tendency to overwork, overdo, and overachieve. In fact, we often act like we are gods who need no rest and can just go forever. Energizer Bunnies on adrenalin.
I must confess that I used to treat every day as the same with lots to do, working from dawn to dark, so to speak.
I was convicted of that back in 2005. The Lord dealt with me about my need for a “Sabbath rest,” a day to rest and relax, to lay aside the To-Do List, to close the planner and allow my body and mind to refresh.
It was tough at first, like a junkie kicking a habit. But soon I began to plan for my Sunday Sabbath by finishing tasks on Saturday. I closed my Day-Timer on Sunday. I went to church and came home expecting to take a nap. It was absolutely wonderful.
I have to guard my time even now; it would be my tendency to go back to the old way of working until I dropped. That is not healthy for me physically, emotionally or spiritually.
My commitment to keeping Sabbath honors God by acknowledging that He is more than able to keep the world turning without me. It frees me from the load of too much to do and too much to think about. I recognizing that He is the only One who never slumbers or sleeps. He doesn’t need to.
But He knows I do. Sabbath rest – it is a good thing.
Psalm 121: 3b . . . He that keepeth thee will not slumber.
4Behold, he that keepeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep.
5The LORD is thy keeper: the LORD is thy shade upon thy right hand.
What about you? Do you work too much and rest too little? Do you keep “Sabbath?” Please leave a comment.