the resting day

        Today’s Saturday, and it’s probably bursting with errands and bill paying and shopping and catching up on work and things around the house.  You’ll have to move at quite a clip to get even half way through your list.  It’s the usual Saturday hustle, but with the added pressure of all the Christmas to-do’s.  And that’s no problem, as long as they don’t sneak over into tomorrow, because tomorrow’s Sunday, and Sunday’s special.  It's a present.  It’s your resting day.  It’s the one day you don’t have to scramble.  There's always an army of things clamoring to get done, so you have to be careful.  You have to say yes to Sunday while it’s still Saturday. 

“There is such a thing as sacred idleness, the cultivation of which is now fearfully neglected.” George MacDonald