Sabbath is a time and place of rest and peace. It is where peace and rest can and will be acquired but effort on the part of the keepers is required… Not effort in the sense of labor, but that of intention.

Sabbath is coming home.

And what that Home is like depends on what we bring to it. We can spend all the time we were given to rest and recover instead worrying and making plans and thinking about the future, stressing and letting the world keep us down…

But Sabbath is Home, and Home is where all that chaos does not belong.

We go out into the world every other day to fight the battles and wage the war. We struggle and strive, contend and conquer… And then we come home to recharge the batteries, to rejuvenate and be restored to fighting form, so we can go back out and face the world once more.

If we bring home the war, then there is no Home. There is no rest in the place of rest… No peace in the time of peace. And when it’s time again to be at war with the world, we will be at a disadvantage, because we will be tired; and we will be undone.

Resting is easy and yet for many it’s so hard. Hard to stop fighting when we know we need to. The battle will be there after, but will we be ready?

Leave the world and the war behind for a while, and come home. Come home to peace. Come home to rest… Come home to recover, and then return to war.