Why I was dreading the Sabbath

Why I was dreading the Sabbath

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Coming on 2 years ago, my testimony of the Sabbath began to wane.  Our church requires a lot of its members as far as everyone taking a piece of the pie in responsibility so that our members are all nurtured by the good word of God.

Besides Saturday’s endless chores and juggling that with trying to get in three meals for the children and take care of them besides, often there were responsibilities for church that needed to be taken care of.  Even without those it seemed impossible to get the whole ‘TO DO’ list done on Saturdays.

I began to be very resentful of the Sabbath and all that it required of me as well as how the rest of the world had 2 days to get that TO DO list done.  I was jealous of people I knew that had thrown the Sabbath to the wind.  I don’t know if I was about to myself, but mentally I began to and that made what I needed to do and to sacrifice that much harder.

I think I may have told the Lord what a bother the Sabbath was becoming, or maybe He just reached out to me as a grace.  But I remember, Irene taught the lesson.  And she wasn’t too exciting of a teacher, did a lot of looking down and reading, but she read this quote.  Now don’t get me wrong, Irene is something special.  First of all, and foremost, she has my sister’s name, and Irene was in my life the first year I arrived in MN, homesick for Eirene with an E.  Irene lights up like a firefly when she sees me and also usually has a little hugging party and practically a dance with it all.  I told her I LOVED the quote she read and that it was just  for me, and she even gave me the quote cut out on a little piece of paper, which I copied in my scripture journal.

“The Sabbath is a day on which to take inventory-to analyze our weaknesses, to confess our sins to our associates and our Lord.  It is a day on which to read good books, a day to contemplate and ponder, a day to study lessons for priesthood and auxiliary organizations, a day to study the scriptures and to prepare lessons, a day to nap and rest and relax, a day to visit the sick, a day to preach the gospel, a day to proselyte, a day to visit quietly with the family and get acquainted with our children, a day for proper courting, a day to do good, a day to drink at the fountain of knowledge and of instruction, a day to seek forgiveness of our sins, a day for the enrichment of our spirit and our soul, a day to restore us to our spiritual stature, a day to partake of the emblems of his sacrifice and atonement [the sacrament] a day to contemplate the glories of the gospel and of the eternal realms, a day to climb high on the upward path toward our Heavenly Father” ( Kimball, Teachings of Spencer W. Kimball pg 215-216,) former latter day saint prophet

I grabbed my little scripture journal on my run this morning and so happened to open to this page.  I thought back on my Sabbath.  I was so happy of what progress I had made in appreciating this day.  Here’s what happened:

I said a little prayer yesterday morning at some point that the spirit would edify me today, as I do so much running around and service that I can be stressed and frazzled rather than uplifted it seems.  My friend even told me how calm I was and I hope I met all my duties well and edified the children, but I think I really did get edified too!

Then, after church, and on monthly fast Sundays, we have been trying to make a tradition of visiting an old folks home, but last week we missed and with tears and complaints from Milly. (Its really been more a holiday thing, Christmas, Easter, Mothers Day) When Milly was told we were going yesterday she rewardingly cheered…how cute! I just loved talking to Dori the fish from “Finding Nemo” /Evelyn.  Its like receiving 20 separate visits from us in one visit for her, but the first time I asked how she was she said ‘not feeling too great’ and by the last time I asked how she was, she said she was ‘feeling great and doing well!’  Praise the Lord, we cheered her up and how sweet she is.  Then Art he told us “Whoa he had an uncle who was a preacher and oh how he could lay it into ya.”  “Told ya to repent did he?” I asked, “Oh yeah and something fierce.”  Luckily Riley could understand him better than I, he shoots a bow, gets them right in the neck and down they go with one shot.  Drag racer and refurbish-er of cars.  Kitty told me, she doesn’t like Art.  Kitty’s a little jealous I presume.  We saw one ‘impressive’ as Riley put it, man sweetly taking care of his invalid wife and he remembered our George by name.  Then we talked to Rosie and Rosie loved Milly’s dress.  “Ya’ll come back now, here!”  a former Georgia peach. The old folks, they eat the children up especially when all cute in their sunday attire.

Then we had the time to do worthy courtship, Riley and I, behind closed doors, and the children popped pop corn and listened to Bible stories on tape upstairs.  I went upstairs and started to copy a recipe down and fell asleep and besides telling my smelly son to not tackle me a couple times, note I did ignore the smell, I actually got a really great nap in (all in the quote so far!) I made dinner and asked Riley to help me making it more worthy courtship time, and with family dinner the children all enjoyed the meal and during clean up I read to them “The Bronze Bow” which is about a rough-ion in the time of the Savior who meets Him and starts to heal from the pleasing words of God.  I then went to read another book myself and got so tired that I lay on the living room floor where I began my second ‘nap’, aka bed-time, on the floor, and then retired to my bed on awaking close to midnight and slept the rest of the night on my bed.

The Bronze Bow

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And this Monday morning, I do feel raring to go I think, ready for a new week…?

I am thankful for change, and pick me ups, concerning the commandments of the Lord.


8 Responses »

  1. Sounds dreamy. I loved hearing about the the feisty preacher, and jealous Kitty etc. So fun, and very inspiring. I think that’s something that would be awesome for our family. And I’m so jealous of your 2 naps!!! Our church is at 1 these days, and Harper has been sick (is having HORRIBLE nights) so we didn’t know what to do because we didn’t have anyone to watch her, and we were speaking in church and they had asked me to take a few minutes to teach in RS too, so yesterday was BUSY, stressful, but great. I felt so good about both Allan and my talks, and we were so happy to have that over with! And then it seems the rest of the night passed in a flash. I feel pretty good this morning, so I suppose that it was restful enough!

    • Bless you for your service Mim those sacrifices are calculated in the Lord and I am so glad that you felt so good about yours and Allan’s talks, I wish I could have been there.

  2. That is wonderful, Emily. Again and again in the scriptures, the Lord gauges a people’s righteousness by their observance of the Sabbath.

    • I was happy to see you read my post, and thank you for the time you made in commenting. For some reason this comment brought me great consternation, until while reading my scriptures I finally figured it out. What you say is very true, and a blessing, except in the case of the pharisees, who although obeyed every rite to the exactness of the law, including sabbath day observance, were found at the left hand of God, and Christ called them vipers in one breath, and in the second breath plead with them to bring fruit meat for repentance. (Matthew 3:7-8) Which shows his infinite mercy and kindness, that always accompanies His irrefutable honesty. Bless Him. So what I came to, is the Lord also judges us on the intent of our heart, how we can love and serve those closest to us, our potential, and if we are doing the best with what we have. And I am sure he delights to bless us if we honor the Sabbath well, thank you for your thoughts on that particular point.

  3. I love your honesty, Emily. Sometimes I’m so reluctant to admit that I struggle with any aspect of the Gospel. But, of course, we all struggle with something, don’t we?! My struggles pertaining to Church activity have been tied to taking dinner to people and supporting my husband as a counselor in the Young Men’s Presidency. I have concluded that I am not even worthy of blessings by the time I get dinner to someone who needs it because I have spent so much time and energy whining and complaining in the process! It’s terrible, I know, but I find that SUCH a stressful act of service, for some reason. And it is sometimes SO hard to support a husband being gone for Scout Camps and mid-week activities in addition to being gone all day every day at work or at school. I have really got to work on my attitude and be more faithful and less complaining! So there you have it, if you wanted to know. 😉 Your example is wonderful. I ought to find some inspiring quotes or scriptures about offering service and supporting a spouse in his demanding calling–and then I need to pray, pray, pray, don’t I?! I’ll have to let you know if it helps. Thanks for your post, Emily! Have a great week!

    • Stephanie,

      How kind of you to admit your own struggles. I HEAR ya with husband callings…I am very protective of my husband and well, needless to say, he does accept any and every calling with vigor and me kicking and screaming! The meal one…I remember a Janine Brady tape I heard when I was little and how their family got peanut butter and jelly and I always thought now why didn’t that mom just double the meal? So I always use it as an opportunity to have something really yummy and super size it so we get half and they get half, and I think that makes the medicine go down. But when the day comes I can’t do that and we really have to have peanut butter and jelly while the guest gets the fatted calf…thats when I will really be tested.

  4. Thanks for letting us be a fly on your Sunday wall, and what a view it was. In my dreams I got you kids to an old folks home on Sundays, how wonderful that you actually do! So great. And what you are nurturing in your children is tremendous, and how delightful Milly is to cheer for joy rather than groan in dread–what a wonderful little lady she is growing into. Three cheers for not one, but two Sunday naps. I actually called you during round two, but your good man, Riles ran interference for you and protected your down time! I think all mothers will confess to empathizing with you on Sabbath Day exhaustion from time to time. I think it is only when you do NOT observe the Sabbath that you can understand how much you are fed, even whilst pouring out of your own pitcher. There have been times when I have had to work on Sundays (in a hospital, which is “permitted” to do by all accounts), but still, even when I was still able to take the Sacrament it changed the day and I felt the lack of it. When we would move there would always be a short lull between storms, before I got my next calling,which I secretly enjoyed, but also I was always ready to give it up when I got that calling, as I felt it was important for you kids to see me “earnestly engaged” in service at some level. A woman I knew as a child frequently complained of the hardships of her various callings (in the presence of us children, which is how I know about it), and I tried to remember (albeit imperfectly) that and not make it sound too much like a dreadful thing, so that my children wouldn’t think that church service was miserable. I’m sure I wasn’t as successful in that resolve as I wish I’d been– but trust me, it could have been a lot worse! ; } thanks for a great post, as always . . . .

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