Sabbath was made for humanity.
I confess. Normally, I don’t observe sabbath. I don’t linger
in the Lord’s presence on his day, or any other day. I observe prayer times and
Bible reading times and a routine of spiritual exercises, but just sitting,
lingering with him? Not often.
But today I have been blessed by special time with him,
sitting outside in the warm sunshine, a cool breeze playing across my skin. I
read the Christian magazine I subscribe to all the way through, being inspired,
challenged, comforted, intrigued, empowered.
Then I stood between the heavenly-scented sweet peas and the
divine roses and sang out to God, a new song he gave me, from my heart to his.
I sang of my love and my gratitude and surrendered my life to him again.
This morning I had a sense that my life at the moment is
like that of a large ocean-going vessel, which takes a long time to change
direction. I began sensing a need to turn about six months ago, and it has been
slow and confused. I am not entirely certain of the new heading I’m being
called into, but now that I recognise what is happening to me, there is an
excitement in me as I sense that even at 69, God still has a work for me to do.
He will guide and equip me for whatever it is.
May you enjoy a sabbath rest with our saviour. He is the
source of life, love, peace and joy. Hosanna to the King of Kings!
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