This evening my husband commented about how the way we spent our Sabbath today was really a lovely way to have Sabbath rest — after fellowship with people in our church parish, we sat on a delightful porch swing in the quiet countryside watching coyotes and hawks and cows, sipping daiquiris, and just enjoying.
And then I thought to myself: it would really be lovely to spend every Sabbath that way. 🙂
And so I thought dreamily of the future… and, let me tell you, that rarely happens.
It was nice. 😀