Sorry it's been awhile since I posted; I got sick and injured during the days following Christmas, and I'm still not 100%. While I was in that time of recovery, this passage from a book on Sabbath by Wayne Muller came to me:"If we do not allow for a rhythm of rest in our overly busy lives, illness becomes our Sabbath--our pneumonia, our cancer, our heart attack, our accidents create Sabbath for us. In my relationships with people suffering with cancer, AIDS, and other life-threatening illness, I am always struck by the mixture of sadness and relief they experience when illness interrupts their overly busy lives. While each shares their particular fears and sorrows, almost every one confesses some secret gratefulness. 'Finally,' they say, 'at last. I can rest.'"
The fact that this came at the beginning of the new year was also a reinforcement of this Sabbath lesson as I couldn't just jump out the gate with new ideas, projects and plans. Phone calls weren't made. E-mails weren't answered. I didn't go into the office.
On the other hand, I felt more compassion for those who were sick and chronically ill. I had to surrender the idea that life, ministry, and work is all going along fine without me (at least temporarily). I needed to live within my limits.
I hope we don't forget to be "useless" regularly this New Year!
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