June 27
The Sabbath as a Sigh of Relief: From Obligation to Delight
I was standing in the kitchen on a Saturday evening with a dish towel in my hand. I was planning the Sunday the way I plan a work week.
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Essays
June 27
I was standing in the kitchen on a Saturday evening with a dish towel in my hand. I was planning the Sunday the way I plan a work week.
June 27
The toddler dumped an entire box of Cheerios on the kitchen floor while I was trying to say the blessing on the food.
June 27
I was halfway through vacuuming the living room when I heard the knock. The rug was half done.
June 26
I called a family council for a Tuesday night and the teenager asked if she could bring her homework. The middle-schooler asked how long it would take.
June 26
The pancakes burned on a Sunday morning while I was trying to get the toddler into a dress. I let out a breath I had been holding since Saturday night.
June 26
The doorbell rang at 4:47 on a Tuesday. I was holding a toddler and a half-peeled potato. The living room looked like a craft store had exploded.
June 26
The toast was burning. I was trying to pack lunches when the second-grader appeared with a question I was not ready for.
June 25
I sat down at the kitchen table with a notebook and a plan. I had read the articles about family councils and I knew the structure.
June 25
The Sunday morning argument started before the pancakes were on the table. I thought about what rest actually means on the Sabbath.
June 25
I was wiping down the kitchen table for the third time that morning when I realized I was not cleaning for the family.