Sometimes Sabbath looks different.
Like Bon Iver
and empty houses
and big sweatshirts
and giving yourself grace to just
be.
Sometimes Sabbath looks like
taking deep breaths
and soaking in the presence
of a Creator
that isn't holding an anvil over your head
waiting for you to mess up
so He can say "I told you so."
Sabbath looks like
finding rest for your soul
and taking time to slow down
it looks like a reminder
that everything in this world will pass
someday, maybe tomorrow,
but someday.
Sabbath looks like
finding joy in the small things
like the way the sun plays across the carpet
and the peaceful breeze between the leaves
that will take a journey
in the next couple of weeks
Sometimes Sabbath looks like
dancing slowly
and being grateful
for a body that moves
and that grace can be seen
in something so soft.
