Land that drinks in the rain often falling on it and that produces a crop useful to those for whom it is farmed receives the blessing of God.
Hebrews 6:7 (NIV)
I am drinking in the rain. It’s been nearly two months since I began Surrendering to Sabbath, and it has borne fruit. I do not soon envision myself as the woman lighting candles at sundown, but I am changed.
This afternoon, I felt myself slowing down, quieting my thoughts resting, planning today what might be done to ensure that tomorrow’s focus is primarily upon tranquil worship and family time, though there are meetings, study groups, and lessons to attend. I am changed forever by the realization that Sabbath isdifferent, and I welcome and embrace that change. I am working to get all my ideas on paper by tonight, because on Sundays, I do not write. I take notes on the sermon, perhaps capturing inspirations, but nothing more. Not writing is part of my sacrifice, an offering to my day of rest.
I may be achieving a new level of maturity. According to Matthew Henry’s commentary on Hebrews 6:7,
Believers not only taste of the word of God, but they drink it in. And this fruitful field or garden receives the blessing. But the merely nominal Christian, continuing unfruitful under the means of grace, or producing nothing but deceit and selfishness, was near the awful state above described; and everlasting misery was the end reserved for him. Let us watch with humble caution and prayer as to ourselves.
I’m not celebrating; at best, I am cautiously optimistic about the progress I have made, and deeply grateful, Lord, for where I am being led.
So, Lord, this is a prayer of Thanksgiving for this new experience of surrender. This has been an opportunity to go deeper; to worship more intently, the learn something new about Grace, and about myself. Thank You for finding me fit for use.
On Sundays, I fellowship with Salina, the crew at Spiritual Sundays , Sunday Stillness and Deirdra at the Sunday Community