Sabbath

Here we are, at the end of another week. It’s tempting to want to know how the week went. What got done? Was it productive? Being tired on a Friday is like a badge of honor. For many of us, we’re saying things like, Well, I have to do some work this weekend, but not much.” For some, we see the weekend as a different kind of doing. Housework. Errands. Perhaps it’s a ton of socializing. Perhaps all of the above1.

The Jewish tradition invites us into a different kind of weekend. It invites us into a restful space right away. We are barely done with the last weekday email when we are invited to put away our technology, to step away from commerce, and to settle down into a restful state. I’m horrible at it, but I like to try. To lean toward it. Fridays are hard, I tell myself. I’m tired I don’t generally want to drive across town to go to synagogue. I’d like to watch a movie with my wife. But the invitation is pretty tempting. Slow down. Remember what was true before the world of work existed. Remember the connection to your life.

Different traditions do this differently. This is how we do it. However people choose to find their deeper connection is amazing. Let’s honor them all. But let’s for sure let it happen. Let’s find a way to connect to those deeper things. Those deeper spaces. Sabbath can simply be rest. Or day off. Or down time. Or whatever.

Imagine if we all let that wash over us at some point in our week. I’d love a world like that.


  1. You know who you are, and my hat is off to you.

May 17, 2019


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