This was a day of peace and rest, and we are very grateful for it. Much as I admired his preaching and writing, I strongly disagree with the late James Montgomery Boice, who once said, "The Lord's Day should be a day of holy activity, a day when we are very busy." This is a sentiment many have bought into, but I see nothing in Scripture that sets aside the principle of the Sabbath rest. Busywork can be accomplished any day of the week. The Lord's Day is for rest and worship. When the Lord's Day tires one out, something is wrong. And as a friend of mine once said, when the Lord's Day becomes a list of things you can't do, then you've effectively bled the joy out of the day, and you are unable to call the Sabbath a delight. Very well said.
After morning worship (and a magnificent sermon), we came home and ate a very light lunch and then took a Sunday drive. We who were once so arrogant about the fact that we don't have to pay garbage and sewer bills because we have a well and because we can put our trash into any dumpster in the county...we are regretting our complacency. Our county has opened a new waste disposal center and removed almost all of the easily-accessed dumpsters (including the one at the market just down the road from us). So now we have to either drive to the waste disposal center, or drive five miles to Fort Blackmore and use their dumpsters. The third option, which is looking better by the minute, is to start burning all the burnable trash we can in our fire pit. We'll likely do a combination of the latter two options.
After we got home, we took naps and then MeeMaw baked a loaf of bread.
We're looking forward to Tuesday. Our beloved friends Ro and Lee have located a source of raw milk, and are going to bring us some (not a moment too soon, either!), along with some fresh grass-fed Scottish Highland beef from a neighbor of theirs. No steroids, hormones, or antibiotics were ever given to this cow, which was raised on good Virginia grass and nothing else. Can't wait!
If you look very, very carefully at the photo below, you can see Bonnie and me in the center of the frame. MeeMaw took this while Bonnie and I were walking in the cemetary this afternoon. Fresh air is a medicine all its own.
Rest well, loved ones. All of you are in our prayers.
