Genesis 2:3 (NIV)
Then God blessed the seventh day and made it holy, because on it he rested from all the work of creating that he had done.
I thought this would be an appropriate verse to enter into the sort of Sabbath I’m doing this month, taking a break from blogging for a bit.
It can never be said enough how important rest can be. And yet, rest always seems to be last on the list. Or, if I do manage to get rest, I tend to feel guilty afterwards because I could have been doing things.
To be transparent, I struggled with this idea of resting for the month of May, even though I have done it in years past. I love writing, but I also know that I can burn out with the best of them. And it can be weeks past the burnout before I even know that I have burned out. Because I just keep moving from one checked box to the next until I break.
America doesn’t really do rest well. We aren’t taught how to rest in school or church. Colleges don’t encourage rest on transcripts. Every hour is filled with extra curricular or community service or productive hobbies (the kind that can make you a little extra money on the side). And as an adult, I find myself patterning my life in a similar way.
So, this month, I’m going to try to rest. God did it. And after he rested, he continued on with his creative work. Rest is not the end. It’s a continuing. So, I choose to embrace it, and I will talk to you again next month.