A year ago, I was a creature of habit. I was not just a creature of habit, but I was protective of my Sunday afternoon Sabbath rituals. After connecting with God at Crossroads, I would head to Barnes and Noble, peruse the stacks and retreat to the coffee shop with a stack of books, my journal and a large coffee. I would spend the afternoon looking at different leadership principles, the latest “it’s okay that you’re still single” book, ways to motivate teams, cookbooks, simplicity. One of my favorites was “Mudhouse Sabbath” by one of my favorite authors, Lauren Winner. Lauren is a great writer who has written many books that pierce the soul. I also discovered Velvit Elvis during these times. Both of these books discuss the importance of Sabbath-keeping and the lack of it in our society today.
I must admit, I became rather proud of my Sabbath-keeping at Barnes on Sundays. It might not have been a “typical” Sabbath as you are thinking, but for me, it was my time to be away from the mundane. It was my solace of the week.
And that was a year ago. Now, most of my Sunday afternoons are spend with friends, at lunch, window shopping, etc.
Yesterday, I was standing in the parking lot at Crosssroads after my friends had all left to lunch appointments and meetings thinking–“What now?”
So, I ended up at Barnes. It was one of the most fabulous afternoons I’ve had in a long time.
Thank you Sabbath for taking me back with open arms. I’ve missed you…