We were blessed to have a houseful of family and friends join us for Easter. It was a delightful time of celebrating and visiting.
And by the end of the day, I was ready to put my feet up for a few minutes after being sure the food was properly stored.
On Easter Monday, with a quiet home, and a lovely, sunny day, I began to strip bedding, gather towels and clean the floors. What surprised me most was the negative feelings for all the “work” that was left behind.
It surprised me to realize that resentment was welling up within my inner being. I had enjoyed the company. There was plenty of help. I had simplified the menu, largely because of what I have learned through observing Sabbath.
As I continued to do the clean-up, I asked God to change my heart. In answer to that, He whispered in my ear, “Pray for those who slept on the sheets, who dried themselves with these towels, who took time and effort to come to your home and shared their time with you.”
What a difference it made! Soon my heart was singing with thankfulness for having family and friends to celebrate Easter Sunday.
Practicing Sabbath gives me space each week to tune into the quiet, gentlemanly voice of God. As I listen each week, I am more sensitive to the gentle whisper and more quickly repent—turn 180 degrees—and return to walking closely with God.
Had anyone been watching me that day, they may not have seen any change. But my heart went from weighed down to rising on wings like eagles!