I have been thinking a lot lately about something my Stake President said during our ward conference. (Our ward conference was back in January, it takes some time for me to wrap my brain around things!) He talked to us about keeping the Sabbath Day holy. I have always thought that I obeyed that commandment. Our family has certain things we don’t do on Sunday; we don’t ride bikes, go boating or camping, we don’t shop or do yard work, our children don’t play with friends, we don’t do major house cleaning chores, etc.
Really I have given this topic very little thought, I figured I had it nailed, until my Stake President’s talk. He suggested that we could do more to make the Sabbath a spiritual day; he suggested that we get to church not only on time, but early so we could settle in and feel the spirit; he also suggested that we have a family prayer before leaving. I thought that was interesting, a family prayer before going to church meetings.
Then the other day I read a blog post by a Jewish woman who talked about what they do for their Sabbath Day observance. It took her the better part of Friday to prepare for sun set and their Sabbath to start. She prepared special foods and they have special prayers and even special clothing, all for Sabbath.
Now, I am not thinking of converting to Judaism. I happen to really, really believe in my religion, but it got me to wondering about my Sabbath Day observance.
Is Sunday just a different day, or do I make it a special day? Honestly I think I just tolerate it.
Here is my typical Sunday. I get up about 6:30, that is when my husband leaves for his meetings, and I hurry to do my hair and make-up. I wake the kids and give them a quick bowl of cereal and turn on the TV. I get the kids dressed, and iron a few items, the older ones can dress themselves, but I need to be on them so they get it done. One, by one I call the girls in so I can do their hair. Mike usually gets home about 8:00 and while I am finishing up a couple of hair-dos and getting myself dressed he will dress the baby. At about 8:30, when our meetings have started we are rushing out the door, while I am yelling at the 9 year old punk to go get her shoes on for the 10 bazillionth time I am frantically putting together a bag and we are running out the door. We arrive harried, breathless and sleepy to church, sneak in the back and feel proud of ourselves if we make it before the Sacrament. I brave church, half listen; half juggle children and sleepy baby and watching the clock wanting to go home. When church is over I make a quick lunch for the kids, change clothes, put babies and little kids to bed and send the big kids to play in their room while I take a long nap. Husband goes back to church to meetings. We have a big Sunday dinner (I do like this part, I love to cook) hurry kids off to bed and sit on couch watching TV until bed time.
No where in that day did I stop and worship the Lord.
That day was different from my typical day, but there was nothing special about it.
I haven’t quite decided what I am going to do to change how we spend our Sabbath Day. A little more preparation on Saturday would help. Going to bed earlier and getting up earlier on Sunday would help. I do think I am going to try the family prayer thing before we all go to church.
What do you guys do to make your Sabbath Day special?