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11 Years

First of all. Let's address something. It has been nearly a year since Scott or I have written a blog. Well, not entirely true. I wrote one back last fall, but couldn't publish it.  Intrigued now aren't you? It was one of the blogs a little too honest and vulnerable. Alas, here we are a year later from where we left off.  We started seminary and we fell off the face of the planet. 

But here we go again.

This past Sunday, I taught about the Sabbath in the Sunday School class I teach. I'm using this super cool curriculum and the name currently escapes me which may lead you to believe it isn't that awesome. But it is. I'm just an awful advertiser apparently. In the life of ministry--all five years of mine--I have learned that self care is THE hardest thing to do by far. It is even harder for an extrovert who would choose to be around people day and night if she could. On my days off, I love to get as much done as I can. I love to pack my schedule full of hangouts with people. Give me an hour by myself and that is about all I can take. This has been a major learning lesson since getting married by the way. So Sabbath is as foreign to me as country music. I don't like it and don't care to take part in it.

BUT.

It is a commandment.

Boom. There it is.

You can't mess with that Top 10 list. It is the other 603 that I really have difficulty following.

I realize that eventually I can't run at this full pace so I have got to learn to say "no" and to slow down.  Plus, I've come to realize that to be the best pastor to people, I need to take care of myself. Seems a flip, but it's true. I can't be half the pastor I should be unless I'm caring for my own soul.

The thing that struck me most from this curriculum though was this:
If you were to truly take a Sabbath once a week, you would add 11 years to your life. 

 Meaning, you would get to spend 11 years with the Lord that you otherwise wouldn't.

ELEVEN YEARS!! 

Who wouldn't want to do that? Who wouldn't more time with God?

I bet I know what you're next question is though...
"Raegan, if we get to spend eternity with God, why is this eleven years so important?"

I'm glad you asked. If you listen to the things that Jesus said, you'll notice He talked about how the Kingdom of Heaven was NOW or that it was HERE. See our problem as Christians is that we sit around and just wait for Heaven rather than doing something our relationship with God and with others. Sabbath is a time to bring Heaven to Earth. Why would we not want to do that?

Maybe Sabbath isn't sitting on the couch all day wrapped in your Bible or praying. That is okay. Sabbath needs to be fruitful in my opinion.Sabbath needs to bring life. So put down your phone. Close your computer. Don't just watch a marathon of Law and Order. Do something that brings the Kingdom of God to HERE and NOW. Make the day Holy by doing something Holy. That can mean so much to so many different people. Sabbath is whatever is NOT considered work for you. Keep that in mind.

Add 11 years of your life that mean something. All those "pins" and "likes" aren't going to matter when you're old and gray.

Take Sabbath and it made not be what your mama's church taught you about Sabbath, but your soul wants and NEEDS Sabbath. So rest. And rest in the way that does something for your soul.


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