Sabbath is a biblical concept of rest. When God gave the ten commandments He asked the people of Israel to lay aside one day, Sabbath, to remain holy and to practice rest. There have been many interpretations of Sabbath. Some believe that it means ceasing all work and play. There are stories of children having to sit still for the entire day because it was the Sabbath. They had to study scripture and memorize it in order for this time to be holy. Others believe that it just means ceasing work, being lazy for a day, or not doing anything important. Some believe it should be on Saturday, some believe it should be Sunday. Still others believe that it can be any day. Some believe it is still important today, and others that it is an archaic concept that should be read about but not practiced.
For me, Sabbath is an active day, but it takes on a different image than the other days of the week. It can be practiced any day, in any place. It is the purposeful seeking of God and the letting go of the burdens we carry to find His rest.
Today was Sabbath. I really should practice it more often, it makes me a much better person. I have been feeling depressed and anxious this week, sad for no apparent reason (I suspect it’s food related actually, but that’s another blog post). I have not been connecting with God lately, I’ve been too busy. Thank goodness He loves me anyways! But when I don’t connect with Him, I feel it in my soul. Everything is off kilter, he is my centre and without Him I have life vertigo!
So today, I woke up knowing I needed a Sabbath day. At first I was just going to ask S to take the kids so I could be alone in the house. But our house is such a disaster right now, I knew I would spend the time cleaning instead of seeking. So staying at home was a no.
I wanted to do something during which I would need to seek God. Something in nature, as this is where I see him the most clearly. So I decided that we needed to go hiking as a family. S loves to hike, so I couldn’t very well leave him and the kids behind! But I wanted it to be challenging. I wanted to be reminded of how God spurs us on in difficult times. So we headed to the Grouse Grind!
Now, I’ve never done it before. But I knew it would be a challenge. Especially with both kids in tow. We actually though K would be fine, but L would be whining the whole way. The first 20 minutes were great…but only got us 1/8 of the way up the mountain. Then we stopped for snacks, and K started to ask to be carried. We reached the quarter mark and I was ready to go down. K was starting to be really difficult, we were exhausting our snacks to keep him happy and it had already been an hour. 3 more hours of this!?
But I couldn’t disappoint S. He had wanted to do this hike for so long, and I had really wanted to see what I was made of and see what God had for me. L really wanted to reach the top as well, so we could take the sky ride down. So we kept on.
There were many, many meltdowns by K. At several points he would begin a tantrum that required me to just sit down and hold him tight so he wouldn’t throw himself down the mountain. I’m sure people were thinking that we should just give up and take him back down the mountain, but at these points we were over halfway up. He would eventually calm down, and we would get a bit farther, then we would carry him for a while, then the cycle would start all over again. L was AMAZING! She would often go ahead of us and then wait. She didn’t complain, and at the end she looked up the mountain from the parking lot and said, ” I can’t believe I did that!” There was so much pride in her voice, and I think her self confidence sky rocketed!
After 4 hours, WE MADE IT! Not the Sabbath day I had envisioned, but I had so many images of God, I know that he was present with us. How many times does God hold us, kicking and screaming, keeping us safe so we don’t fall? How many times do we want to quit, crying out to God and being filled with strength to carry on? How many times are we surrounded by our spiritual family, encouraged to carry on so we can experience victory?
Finally, I just want to give a shout out to all the people who encouraged K when they passed us. There were 2 people who actually held his other hand and walked with us a ways. Those actions kept meltdowns at bay and moved us forward so much faster. There was also one woman who shared some rice crackers with us when I was holding a tantruming K. This helped him calm down, and the idea that she was ahead of us actually encouraged him to keep moving. All of this kindness from strangers helped get us to the top…God uses people in mysterious ways. Never think that small acts and words of kindness don’t matter. They mattered greatly to me today.
Sabbath can take many different forms. It is different for everyone, but one thing remains the same. God is there, and when you purposefully seek Him, you will find Him. Even while climbing a mountain with a screaming toddler!