Labour Day! A day to celebrate the forty hour working week by not working at all….unless you are a mother… in which case there’s no such thing as a day off.
Nevertheless, I won’t complain as I have had a lovely lie-in, I’ve put an embargo on the washing machine, and meals will be simple and dishes few. I’d opt for paper plates except such an unsustainable practice might bring on another heart attack for Dad if he found out and we can’t have that.
Thank you for the simple pleasures of life, Lord, and thank you for a nice, relaxing day yesterday. Taking the kids to the park for a walk and an ice cream was just lovely. I also enjoyed the start of Daniel’s new sermon series on the Book of John. It really is an amazing start to this gospel with a description of Jesus (you!), The Word, written with such eloquence and intelligence and reverence. John the Baptist was also such an example of dedication and devotion, a man prepared to follow an unconventional path in obedience to you. Without the benefit of that famous thing called hindsight I find myself marvelling at the faith that John and the early disciples demonstrated as they set out to follow you. It is most challenging.
Speaking of challenging, I’m leaving Andrew to it for a while this afternoon (as you know) while I go and meet Caroline. We’re going to go out for coffee together while the respective husbands are home to look after the children. Once again I pray you would give me the wisdom I need to say what is right and helpful at this time.
Bless our day, Lord. Thank you that you understand the need for rest even if the modern world would like to convince us otherwise.
Amen